Just because we had some chicken the other night, it doesn’t mean I’ve lost interest in having all-veg dinners whenever possible. And as long ...
Our Week of Vegetables ended abruptly with a phone call from S’s brother Friday morning, summoning us to south Jersey for a family emergency. It ...
Yesterday was Day 3 of A Week of Vegetables. (I didn’t write about Day 2 because it consisted largely of leftovers from Day 1. ...
After this weekend’s pity party, I’ve recovered nicely, thanks to all of you (and some gym-induced endorphins). We now return you to ...
Yeah, it’s hot. Too hot to turn on the oven. Too hot to do much more than lie down in a dark room and wait for ...
I actually read Frank Bruni’s review today–most Wednesdays I give up around the third paragraph, once I’ve confirmed yet again that he’s still.trying.too.hard. Reading the ...
One of the greatest perks of working in book publishing is the longstanding practice of “Summer Friday”: Monday through Thursday, working hours are extended until 5:45, ...
It was to be a memorable, yet still blissfully simple, dinner, one I planned even before I left for work that morning: Herb-flecked triangles of polenta, ...
Before I met S, I’d never tasted a pizzelle, the delicate, anise-scented Italian waffle cookie. It just wasn’t in my Jewish-American food vernacular. But S’s family ...
The other night I went to an after-work, all-girl pot luck dinner. It was all-girl because we met during a food writing course I took not ...
