food
going nuts
Yes, this post is about actual nuts, but it’s also about the insane cultural environment we’re living in–as a writer I do so love when words align like that! Anyway, I’ve touched a tiny bit on here, and delved in a bit deeper on my own blog, about PayPal (and in reaction to PayPal certain... »
the rewards of refuse: my culinary revelations
My husband is big on throwing things out in the kitchen. If the ketchup, mustard or mayo gets low enough that it takes a bit of work to get the last few servings out of the container-he’ll throw the whole thing in the recycling, remaining food and all. I am the exact opposite. I’ll spend... »
sexy dieting?
I know being on a diet doesn’t sound sexy at all, but let me try to sway your opinion. First, and most obvious, I know I will personally feel a lot more sexy once I take off these 10 pounds of winter/holiday weight I somehow mysteriously put on. Jeans that are snug to cup the... »
occupy: starbucks
Yes I’m a New Yorker, but no, I’m not occupying Wall Street this week. Why not? Well for one, I have a deadline and neither the bank who holds my mortgage or the protestors are going to make up for income lost if I miss that. And second, I know the pen is mightier... »
my favorite things: cowgirl creamery cheese
A few months ago I posted on another group blog I belong to about Purple Cowboy wine. Well here is the perfect accompaniment to that–Cowgirl Creamery Cheeses. As I’ve mentioned here before, my friends and I are foodies. We get together weekly at one house and basically cook and eat together. I won’t say it’s... »
too many cooks in the kitchen
Yes it has become an expression and perhaps lost some of its meaning but Saturday night at our first Cooking through the Decades dinner with friends there truly were too many cooks in the kitchen, as evidenced by the vast and varied menu. As I mentioned last post my friends and I, who gather weekly to... »
cooking through the decades
So you already know my friends a) like to cook, b) like to eat and c) are a little bit crazy. I think the next grand scheme, which will begin tomorrow night, is proof of all three. You see I was away and left them to their own devices for one week with nothing... »
my favorite things: retro milk
My vacation to Lake George (the upper Hudson Valley region of NY) yielded a real treasure–milk in glass bottles! Perhaps I’m overly dramatic, being a writer and all, but it really affected me. There was just something about it all–the freshness, the old fashioned glass bottles–added to the lakeside setting, that made the coffee richer,... »
nature’s bounty~clams
There’s just something raw and animalistic and yes, sexy, about catching your own food. Some of my favorite memories are clamming with friends on a salt pond in Rhode Island. The clams are barely an hour old when we’d bring them back to the house and throw them in the closed shells on a hot... »
when smoking is good…
No, I’m not talking cigarettes or even the hipper cigars. I’m talking smoked meat. There’s this guy in a truck I stumbled upon a few years ago. He starts up the smoker in the morning, fills it full of ribs, drives to a parking lot and sits there. When the ribs are properly smoked, he’s... »