Stephenās Raspberry Brownies
Hereās a guest entry, written by Stephen, my husbandāyes, the famous āSā has asked to be de-anonymized. We had a dinner party last weekend (which Iām planning to ...
Birth of a Restaurant: El Bocadito
Take an informal poll about fantasies at the Greenmarket, Fairway, or Whole Foods, and one will pop up with impressive frequency (after winning the lottery, of course): ...
Well THAT Was Disappointing
It didnāt take long: New York magazine has solved the great City Fakery mystery: Itās an offshoot of CB. Apparently owner Maury Rubin felt ...
Books, Mains, Popular, Recipes, Vegetarian
Braised Escarole and White Beans, from My New Favorite Cookbook
Iāve been unfaithful. Three times, just in the last two weeks. And I don’t feel a bit guilty.
For years, my list of favorite cookbooks has remained ...
Mains, Nap-Friendly Recipes, Pantry Cooking, Recipes, Vegetarian
In Which a Trip to Trader Joeās Leads to Black Lentil Stew
Trader Joeās rocks my world. Now, maybe if I lived near one it wouldnāt be as thrilling to walk through those automatic doors (and ...
So I’m Not the Only One…
Today Kelli over at Lovescool wrote about the suspiciously City Bakery-like cookies at the unmarked storefront on First Avenue–the same guys I blogged about last year. A comment ...
Mains, Nap-Friendly Recipes, Recipes
Did Somebody Say āChicken Chiliā?
Hereās a recipe Iāve been toying with lately. Iām pretty satisfied with the resultsāmore than satisfied, actually. Iām in love with the results! If I do ...
So I’m Not the Only One…
Today Kelli over at Lovescool wrote about the suspiciously City Bakery-like cookies at the unmarked storefront on First Avenue–the same guys I blogged about last year. A comment ...
In Which My Hairdresser’s Broken Ankle Leads to a Fab New Korean Restaurantāin Williamsburg, No Less
A few weeks after my surgery, I realized that my hair was something of a disgrace. Not just because Iād become a housebound sloth with perpetual bedheadāno, it ...
In Which My Hairdresser’s Broken Ankle Leads to a Fab New Korean Restaurantāin Williamsburg, No Less
A few weeks after my surgery, I realized that my hair was something of a disgrace. Not just because Iād become a housebound sloth with perpetual bedheadāno, it ...