On Friday we put down one of our two cats, Mose. He’s had a mysterious intestinal ailment for nearly two years—I’ve mentioned it before—and recently ...
Stephen and I went to Costco the other day—my parents gave us a membership as an anniversary present last year, and it’s expiring this week. We ...
Stephen hates fish. He’ll eat seafood—shrimp and lobster rolls, mainly—but since I grew up kosher that’s not in my vernacular and I have no interest in ...
Stephen’s father passed away on Sunday. He’d been in a long, slow decline from Multiple Sclerosis for more than 40 years.
The Friday before, we got a call ...
Thank god for the internet, that’s all I can say.
This afternoon I got a little stir-crazy—I’m just finishing one of my long-term on-site freelance gigs, which ...
You know, risotto’s never been my bag. Don’t get me wrong, I like the taste of it just fine, quite a bit in fact, and the ...
What does it say about me that I’ve been dreaming of a chewy, cheesy, greasy, salty slice of pizza for the last week?
A short list of things ...
From the Introduction:
“This is a book about some of the things I have loved most in life: my husband, Paul Child; la belle France; and ...
I hate Passover (funny, I said the exact same thing last year). Not only do I get sick of matzo almost immediately, I have a ...
It all started out well enough. Following the recipe for Raspberry Tunnel of Fudge Cake in Chocolate American Style ...