For a long time I thought I was the only crabby cook in town. While I bitched my way through daily cooking for my picky family, I envied my friends who seemed so Martha Stewart-y, all rushing around recipe swapping and table decorating, merrily searing tuna.
This is a great bread for St. Patrick’s Day if you are not too drunk to cook due to all the beer you imbibed at the parade this morning. Read More
Now I’m back in LA where it is sickeningly beautiful every day (with temps hovering around 70º) but I still feel the need for the comfort. I think I’m suffering from a sort of cold-weather-related PTSD. Read More
A couple days before Christmas, my sister and I were having our annual bitch-in about all the kitchen time we were putting in that week, when Lindsay mentioned she was making a Clementine Cake. I assumed this was something akin to a Key Lime Pie. “Sounds great,” I said, mentally dismissing it as way too Florida for a proper holiday dessert, and likely way too complicated for a week with cooking chores so numerous I was already as irritable as Scrooge. Read More
It’s football season. You’re gonna be glad you have this recipe, trust me.
With a little guacamole on the side, even better.
Trust me. (Did I say that already?) Read More
Continuing to work my way through The Crabby Cook Cookbook, I revisited the recipe for Chicken Curry. This was partly to accommodate my anti-dairy daughter (who has moved home post-college, restoring my nest to half-empty condition) and partly because I had a curry craving due to atmospheric or hormonal or domestic changes, or maybe to the L.A. heat which made me feel like I was living in one of the overheated countries where curry is popular. Read More
I recently made this potato salad for 15 people. I will I never do it again unless I lose my mind and become a caterer.Nor would I recommend that you undertake such a preposterous task. But I would recommend that you try this recipe in smaller proportions. It’s my family’s new favorite. Read More