Is it just me, or is the internet a fickle pickle? Because I feel like last summer, it was all about telling me what do with with the abundance of zucchini and other summer squash I had at my disposal at the end of the …
Oh, spring, you tricky little vixen. You’re hot, you’re cold. You’re sunny, you’re rainy. If it weren’t for the air being slightly, wondrously scented with the hint of rain, and the daffodils poking their heads through the grass, and the fuzz of green buds covering …
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 know what you’re thinking. “It’s Monday. Terrible, horrible Monday. And all she has for us is a boring recipe for potatoes, of all things? I’m sad.” Don’t be sad! These aren’t just potatoes. These are potatoes that I’ve perfected over the course of more …
For as my much and often as I sing the praises of kohlrabi, I have a teeny, tiny confession to make: I had never eaten it uncooked. My dad would always tell us that that is how he had it as a kid, so I …
I heard somewhere that Memorial Day rates the highest of all days of the year for American meat consumption. And judging from my family alone, I can’t say I’m surprised. Last weekend, in a span of 3 short days, we had burgers, steaks, pork chops, …
Yesterday was hot. I mean, it was really hot for May, so much so that it was kind a shock to my system. The trees are still blossoming all pinky and purple and the I’m just recovering from the constant joy of seeing green …
Do you have fancy dinner parties? With hors d’oeuvres and cocktails and stuff? Where women wear high heels and do their hair? Yeah, me neither. But sometimes, I see a recipe somewhere, and really, really wish I did. All of a sudden, I wish I …
As it turns out, last week, while I was whining about making potatoes instead of pretty little spring asparagus, I should have just been at the store buying some pretty little spring asparagus. Because last week they were front and center in the produce department, …