I’m a big believer in authenticity. Stephen and I (and now Harry) will trek far and wide for a real taste of a particular kind of ...
When Harry was born, one of the more appropriate gifts we received was C Is for Cooking ...
It’s been a really long time since I baked bread.
Years ago, when ICE was still Peter Kump, I took a three-week bread course there. We ...
This morning I made apple-walnut scones. The recipe was low-fat, which was good, and called for wheat germ, which was also good, but it also used 2 ...
For the last month or so, our neighborhood’s been watching with giddy anticipation as a new natural foods market was built next to the subway exit. ...
I woke up shivering this morning, and smiled. Overnight, fall had arrived. I snuggled up against my husband, pulled the covers up to my shoulders, 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 ...
There are still so many gorgeous strawberries at the farmer’s market, I find it nearly impossible to avoid buying them by the armload. On Friday I ...
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, ...
After a sugar-induced delirium lasting nearly a week (and a resultant gain at Weight Watchers on Saturday), all I could think about was having something ...