not everyone likes capers…

At some point I asked Sous Chef to retrieve a giant jar of capers from the pantry. He obliged, but muttered, “You know, not everyone likes capers,” to which I gleefully added, “But not everyone matters.”

the devil in the details…

This lively plate is packed with tandoori chicken smothered in a serrano mint sauce, spiced succotash, jasmine rice, and a red lentil curry called Masoor Dal. And don’t forget the mango chutney and buttered naan. Yeah, we really, really adore Indian food.

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…”

pancakes for indulgence & redemption…

…an observation about vacation and recovery. It should come as no surprise that we have struggled through a silent pancake war in this family for over 25 years. I’m not sure why I’m fascinated with thick, fluffy, giant pancakes but it’s become one of those sacred, emblematic, Norman Rockwell, family meals. However, some people likeContinue reading “pancakes for indulgence & redemption…”