…music, mortality & mushrooms Throughout the month of February, mushrooms were the cause célèbre of my kitchen – meaning I overbought at the Farmers Market and it was a race against time. I’ve always considered mushrooms woefully underrated and worthy of more attention, for despite their rustic, earthy pedigree, they are delicacies in countless culturesContinue reading “a little fun with fungi…”
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a year of playing with my food…
…you’d think I’d be full. And you’d be right. It’s been over a month since I last posted – I still cooked passionately and overindulged joyfully in planning, prep, culinary mechanics and of course, eating. There’s some photo evidence on Instagram and I did collect a few witty anecdotes, but mostly I just let itContinue reading “a year of playing with my food…”
a leg of lamb, a pound of shrimp & a bunch of kale…
…not in that order and definitely not together. Over the last couple of weeks I made three meals that really stood out, each one for particular but elusive reasons. That disconnect has kept me from synthesizing a coherent, clever theme for this post, which has been sitting in drafts since last Friday. All three wereContinue reading “a leg of lamb, a pound of shrimp & a bunch of kale…”
about that Sunday sauce…
No secret, I unabashedly adore Italian cuisine – I can’t wait to eat my way through to Italy again one day. Also, I have already pre-planned my earthly exit to include a week-long rager of olive oil, garlic, cheese and pasta. Wine will be served.
the humble, fickle cacio e pepe…
…3rd (or 30th) time’s the charm! For months, making one of Rome’s signature pasta dishes was elusive for me – Cacio e Pepe can be complicated beyond its station. With only a few simple ingredients – pepper, butter, pasta and a handful of both Parmesan and Pecorino cheese, why was it such a challenge? AfterContinue reading “the humble, fickle cacio e pepe…”
I may not be a pampered chef…
…but sometimes I really am the Dancing Queen. I love ABBA. I’ve said it out loud, I’ve written about it and I’m doubling-down right now. Feel free to tease me, sing along or if it offends you, simply move out of the way. But in my world, ABBA, the Lumineers, ELO, the Smiths and SteveContinue reading “I may not be a pampered chef…”
all I had to do was boil water…
…and dinner would have been ready in 9-11 minutes. Rather than rambling and disjointed, let’s pretend this post is a quirky and inventive discussion about risk, reward and the silliness that often ensues. This week the plan was to celebrate green vegetables as vibrant disrupters and co-conspirators, not simply loyal sidekicks. Originally I wanted toContinue reading “all I had to do was boil water…”
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