Sometimes stress makes me want to cook (well, bake). And sometimes it makes me want to do anything but cook. This week ...
We went down to south Jersey again this weekend, to visit S’s dad. It’s all so draining, both physically and emotionally, that we’ve begun to look ...
It was only a matter of time. As soon as I saw jarred Peppadew* peppers I should’ve realized that line extensions were sure to follow. And ...
It’s excruciating, waiting. S and I have some practice at it, after so many months of waiting for a positive pregnancy test, but nothing compares to ...
Food is love.
I’ve said it before, and in the last few days I’ve heard it repeatedly.
Our ongoing family emergency took a turn for the worse this ...
Right now I’m reading The Making of a Chef: Mastering Heat at the Culinary Institute ...
I lost 2.8 pounds!
I’ve missed every meeting since my Exile in Fatville post–for a variety of reasons, all legitimate–so I was a little nervous. Usually missing meetings does not ...
And again, it started with the tomatoes. I came back from the farmer’s market this afternoon with six beauts: two each of yellow, regular ol’ ...
Lately I’ve been struggling with a certain ennui regarding the overwhelming abundance of tomatoes at the farmer’s market. On the one hand, I feel I should be sampling every variety, ...
And now, it’s time for another installment from my husband and guest writer, S:
As I wrote in my prior guest appearance, I was ...