…in the company of three dead women. On Sunday I spent the better part of four hours coaxing a simple Bolognese sauce into the realm of the culinary sublime. While the recipe required time and patience, always in short supply, it mostly demanded concentration which I willingly surrendered. I was so intent on losing myselfContinue reading “time well spent…”
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too near the sun…
…the party’s over, for now. In grade school I fell in love with a book that I swear I must have checked out once a month – d’Aulaires’ Book of Greek Mythology. The descriptions of the gods and their escapades were fantastically romantic, but it was the follies of demi-gods and mortals that I foundContinue reading “too near the sun…”
everybody needs a cooking kitty…
My trick to combat loneliness was turning my kitchen into a miniature social network with a conscripted feline audience, a soundtrack of melodic voices and a collection of inanimate “friends” complete with names and personalities.
episode vi: return of the Sous Chef
…and with him came a week of favorites in my kitchen. Most of the time it’s all me in the kitchen from start to finish. But every time a college break rolls around, my little sous chef jumps right back in and the kitchen dynamics change in the most wonderful way. Sous Chef is amenableContinue reading “episode vi: return of the Sous Chef”
leftovers: sin or salvation?
…a heartfelt defense of the well-thawed. Leftovers get a bad rap. They are unfairly maligned for being by-products of thrift, laziness and indifference. The very mention of the word can evoke universal disappointment and even disgust. We have all experienced leftover fails, especially with food that wasn’t really that great the first time around. NeitherContinue reading “leftovers: sin or salvation?”
my Sous Chef’s jalapeño poppers…
…a recipe from a lonely kitchen. Just a quick and easy recipe post today, because I miss my Sous Chef. That is a mother’s prerogative which I invoke a few times a semester and this was just one of those weeks. I’m making these in his honor tonight, which will help, but I suspect I’llContinue reading “my Sous Chef’s jalapeño poppers…”
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…”
stuffed shells to the rescue…
…I’m scrambling to tighten up after vacation. I admit it, I’m whipped and totally exhausted. I knew I’d pay for it – I always do. But I can hear Sous Chef whispering, “worth it!” I’m not exactly sure what went on in my kitchen while I was away; the evidence has vanished. My cat, whoContinue reading “stuffed shells to the rescue…”
my bell pepper divorce
…why bland is the new yucky. I might need to break up with green bell peppers. They have become bossy, bland contrarians in my otherwise happy kitchen. To be clear, I’m not ditching red or yellow or orange bells; they may stay. But with all the other fun green choices so readily available – hatch,Continue reading “my bell pepper divorce”
of all the yakis in the world…
…okonomiyaki just might be my fave. When you think of Japanese food, you might think of meticulously crafted sushi or an elaborate kaiseki dinner, a multi-course parade of curated delights. These formal foods are often associated with dramatic images of Shinto shrines, Buddhist temples and Zen gardens. I suppose they are not the worst stereotypesContinue reading “of all the yakis in the world…”
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