Photo by Ben Lodge on Unsplash My culinary memories begin with my family. My mother’s guidance through global flavors: escargots, gefilte fish, artichokes, caviar, and fondue, for example. My grandmother’s… Read more "A Snob’s Guide to Restauranting"
March, 1988 We knew it all along, didn’t need a judge to tell us. But maybe he did. Besides, it was a way for me to finally… Read more "Finding Lost Family"
When you need a break from the laptop, and a quick, creative nosh ... It's a bit wobbly, but so am I. 😜 Beets stacked with goat-ricotta… Read more "Beet Break"
I want so much, not only to watch this film, but also to be there with all the aromas and colors and sounds and tastes. Le sigh.… Read more "Cuban Food Stories"
Oh Seattle, you ole salty dog, you. I was just nowhere near your neighborhood. But I was looking for a little fresh air, and, well, you do… Read more "Oh, Seattle"
Time to get real. My past posts have been personal, but this is something different. It's about my recent visit to see my uncle in prison. And… Read more "Strong. Brave. Proud?"
When it comes to Nana's biscuits, all notions of healthy dieting fly completely out of the window. Biscuits ... Butter ... Homemade Fig Preserves ... Coffee. Yes,… Read more "Can’t. Help. Myself …"
Living in the past is not an option. For years now, the universe has been telling me to get rid of stuff. It's necessary as part of… Read more "Biscuits + Yesterday + Tomorrow = Today"
One of the biggest inspirations France gives me is cooking/eating. On that note, tears of inspiration filled my eyes recently while walking down my old Paris neighborhood’s…… Read more “I Love it When a Plan Comes Together”
My cankles are throbbing. My glands are slightly swollen, and that weird little cough I get when I’m exhausted and have been drinking too much coffee and…… Read more “What a trip …”