Chard, My Love
In food, as in love, when I tend to fall I fall hard. My stomach seizes up in a fierce knot, and I find I …
Sickish
I would like to call a do-over on this weekend. I had plans to sleep in, bake some muffins, go to yoga, go to Pt. …
Sunday Morning Cherry Muffins
[Cherries, June 2008.] I must confess it’s mostly the little things that make up my quiet happinesses: a week of sun, waking up every day …
Rooting for the Home Team
[Solo dinner, June 2008.] Boy do I love soft serve. I love it almost as much as I love baseball — so Saturday night at …
Memories Of
[Last night, Spetses, August 2007.] … Greece, and the Mediterranean, slipping into a sea as still as glass and as warm as bathwater, impossibly clear. …
A Few Good Dinners
[Dinner the other night, May 2008.] OK, so I lied. I did soak beans the other day, but we didn’t actually eat them that same …
Saturday Night Soup
[Weekend bread and cheese, May 2008.] So a couple of weekends ago I made this soup. It wasn’t fancy — in fact, was decidedly un-fancy …
Eating Appropriately
[Spring’s first green beans, from the Fillmore market, May 2008.] May, you fickle thing, I don’t think I like this cold spell. For some reason, …
All the Time in the World
Every so often you need a weekend of doing nothing. You need to eat cookies and drink cold lemonade for hours in the backyard with …
Eating Spring
[Spring flowers, April 2008.] When T.S. Eliot called April the ‘cruellest month’ ( breeding/ Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing/ Memory and desire, stirring/ …