New york — Letting her sort out shoe choice (gold heels to match the sequin lightning bolts on the dress), I folded the wheatberries and cranberries into the chopped beets and spinach, dressing the leaves with one hand and adding white wine vinegar, olive oil, goat cheese. “Great,” she said. “This will be the only salad among the rice and beans.” Looking down at her dress, she sighed. “Puerto Ricans don’t un...
Portland — Long ago and faraway, there was a chef who hit a dead end, injured, beat up, down to his last dollar…despite a glittering career as a head spinning artist of soul food, he couldn’t go on. Luckily, s...
Duluth — I am not an eligant, fancy cook. A few days back I discovered some ‘aging’ stew meat in my freezer which I realized needed using. So I gathered an assortment of the winter vegetables I get periodicall...
Duluth — This might be my canning for the year. The summer did not produce many tomatoes for me in my little roof-top garden. Today I took the tomatoes ripening wrapped in newspaper and culled out those (many)...
What is the secret? (Lara Ong)
early blossoms greet/ old towering evergreens/ back 2 work 4 me!
A winter stew.
Sanma to the Slaughter
Lone Quart?
A Spring treat: some rhubarb and a cup of lard!
What is it about cooking soup that is so very therapeutic?
Homemade leek, bacon and potato soup with freshly baked bread.
My first loaf!
What's Inside? Papaya Edition
In which one tries to follow a New York Times recipe by the letter, but as ever, just ends up going rather rogue. Take that, Mr Bittman.
This is the salad for my pseudo-roommate's father's third wedding tonight, that was announced via email three weeks ago.
we miss you Julia!