I originally had plans to make a seared cod tonight for dinner… and I’m pretty sure that’s the opposite of a Mexican chicken soup. I even procured all of the ingredients for both at Whole Foods this afternoon. But, this afternoon slipped away from me … and some how it seemed much more rational to…
People often ask me what kind of a cook I am? I don’t think they are asking if I’m bossy in the kitchen. They are more often asking me to define the general type of “cuisine” I conjure up and then subsequently push on guests and frequently give away. I’m rather hesitant to define myself…
I’m a Summer baby through and through. I like the long days filled with sun and warmth. I like the activities that come with summer. Reading in the sun, cooking on the grill, bike rides for fun, bike rides to air dry from swimming, bike ride with cocktails. But there is something about the transition…
Good things happened yesterday and less good things happened as well. The good things were delivering hot sauce to friends, walks in the “country”, reading on a bench in the sun … and making this dessert (and eating it for dinner). The less good things? I think my allergies are back. My throat is itchy,…
This weekend was a little bit of everything. It was boating, birthdays, cooking, wandering, running, and picnicking. There was no cleaning, organizing, or de-cluttering. Sunday alone, I had pork FIVE ways. Yes, five. That is what type of weekend I had. The past two years over Columbus Day I’ve run away to Vermont (here, here,…
It’s officially the end of garden fresh veggies. As of last night I have finally cooked or eaten, all of the hot peppers, tomatoes, and the lone eggplant that were produced from my fire escape or my Dad’s suburban oasis. Earlier this week, I plucked what I think will be the final tomatoes from the…
I’m not one for spicy foods normally. It’s like self-inflicting pain that I’m just not normally one to be a part of. I’ve gotten more accepting of “hot salsas” but the idea of spicy Indian food or the equivalent isn’t exactly in my “taste palate wheel house”. Is a “taste palate wheel house” a thing?…
Lately I’ve been having wistful dreams of going back to Italy. When I think about the days I spent wandering towns and taking pictures of doors and old people …. I wish that was going to be tomorrow. Going to Italy was an amazing and relatively spontaneous trip of a lifetime. I love everything about…
I’m getting tired of tomatoes. It pains me to even admit it. I’ve waxed on and on about how much I love them at times… but I’m getting tired of cooking them. I don’t want any more caprese salads. I guess that means it is really Fall. I want my mozzarella melted in my lasagna…
I think normally people go through this cleaning phase in their life when it is Spring. It’s probably why they call it Spring Cleaning. I don’t think I’m afflicted with this guilt complex but I do seem to be suffering from “Fall Cleaning”. I have this incredible desire to purge my life and my apartment…
