There’s nothing like a busted refrigerator to make you appreciate technology, even the relatively low-tech variety. On Friday morning I went to prepare a big ol’ ...
What is it about blizzards that makes me long to cook the tomato soups of my childhood? Last year around this time, a blizzard inspired me ...
Yeah, so I disappeared for a little while. It’s been just over a week since my last post, which isn’t ALL that long, but some of ...
Just a quick note since I’ve got no business blogging when I should be doing my freelance work (and no pic, since my digital camera’s on loan to my brother ...
My husband is a man of many delightful attributes: He often laughs out loud—a full-throated, no-holds-barred guffaw—when reading a book. Metaphors roll off his tongue (in ...
Sometimes stress makes me want to cook (well, bake). And sometimes it makes me want to do anything but cook. This week ...
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’ ...
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 ...
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 was a little shocked to discover I hadn’t written about this yet—it’s one of my favorite makes-a-lot recipes. The original, from Epicurious, serves ...
