So, I took a little hiatus from being here for most of the month of May thus far. Which is a little crazy, since last May, I was here pretty much every other day talking about rhubarb and strawberries. It’s pretty much the best time …
March is a weird month for food. You’re pretty much over comfort food, but you still don’t have many options in the way of fresh fruits and vegetables. The tomatoes still look and taste like pink baseballs, lettuce is still of the pale and limp …
I’m kind of a terrible food blogger. Just kidding, I’m an amazing food blogger. That’s why you’re here, right? Hello? Right?!
Quick. Before spring comes in earnest. Get in all of your comfort-food-eating. And your cheese-melting. And your warm spice toasting. Because spring is coming soon and it will be all strawberries and asparagus. I know it’ll be a month or two, or even three (God …
One of my favorite things to do is to take dishes that my family ate when I was younger and remake them in my own kitchen, with little changes to suit what my own little family likes. It’s fun, and even if it’s not quite …
I’ve always loved the idea of turning leftovers into something new: stock from vegetable scraps and the remains of a roasted chicken, casseroles with extra Thanksgiving turkey, breakfast hash from last night’s roasted potatoes. It’s not just because I’m thrifty, but also because sometimes the …
Sometimes it’s ok to be lazy. Sometimes being lazy winds up being a huge mark in the “win” column. Because sometimes it means getting chiles rellenos where there otherwise would have been no chile rellenos. Anyway. Chiles rellenos are one of my all time favorite …
Toasty French bread. Perfectly browned mushrooms sautéed with aromatic thyme and white wine. Fresh, tender baby spinach. Melting, oozing, pungent brie cheese. Dijon mustard swirled into a silky egg custard.
It’s been a particularly frigid winter in the Chicago area, with lots of days spent inside drinking tea and dreaming of summer. A frequently recurring daydream around here involves the smell of burgers on the grill with a cold beer in hand, lounging around in …
I love days like today. Days when my little guy sleeps past 6:30 (ok, barely, but every minute counts). Days when I had the foresight to do the dinner dishes last night, and wake up to clean reasonably tidy kitchen. Days when I can spend the …