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.
There’s lots of good news about these spicy nuts: 1. You can bring them to a party as a hostess gift and they will love them and not really compute how little effort went into making them. 2. You can make them way in advance, as much as two weeks. Just don’t do what I have been known to do and forget that you made them two weeks ago and go tearing around on the day of the party making them all over again. Read More
Well, that’s not entirely true. I do have other obsessions, but today it’s squash. Read More
So it’s Thanksgiving and you’re already irritable just thinking about the cooking tasks that lie ahead of you. You wish that it was your sister-in-law who was the one cooking, as usual, but she is bailing this year and going to Paris (where they have lousy pumpkin pie, by the way). So there you are with the piles of sweet potatoes and cranberries, getting crabbier by the minute. Read More
“That’s it?” the lady behind the cash register said, casting her eyes in the direction of the case full of beautiful chocolate confections.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I said. Read More
Well, actually, if you are like me, you pretend to celebrate the football season, when what really drives your excitement is the excuse to eat the food associated with the sport. (Think bean dip.) Read More
I love this cake. I think of it as a dessert for a minor event, like when a couple of girlfriends come over for dinner or I’m celebrating an insignificant birthday, say, turning forty-three. (Okay, fine, so that happened a while ago.) Read More
This is the sort of recipe that you come up with when you are too lazy to go to the market to buy real ingredients but you have to eat so you make something up based on the limp contents of your fridge. Read More
A couple years back i reported to you on a prize-winning, record-setting burger that weighed in at over 210 pounds. Well, apparently that record has been obliterated, shattered, knuckle-dropped, air-popped, heel-stomped and other synonyms for royally busted. Read More
I’ve got this Meyer lemon tree in my yard that is dripping with fruit. With a sudden burst of culinary energy (for some reason I’m channeling Rachael Ray) I am doing a lemon project this week, finally committed to using my harvest for something other than dog toys. Read More