We’re fast approaching one of those holidays we can’t ignore. Valentine’s Day. We can’t ignore it because, well… there seem to be pink and red heart sprinkles on everything, and a Sunday night dinner reservation is 100% impossible.
You know those tangy bean salads you might find, suspiciously warm, sitting out on a picnic table at a church picnic?
New Orleans is its own world, especially during Mardi Gras. There’s a whole language spoken here most I’ve never encountered in my living and breathing across the country.
We had an avocado tree in our backyard growing up, in one of the more concrete-y neighborhoods of central Los Angeles.
Magic. Today we’re dealing in magic… because eggs are as good as magic. With cream, eggs are quiche.
Hello and happy Sunday to you and yours! We’ve made it through January which means we’re officially on the 2016 train and there’s no stopping us now.
There was a period in the late 1990’s when we wanted everything (just like now), but we wanted it in 30 minutes or less.
Small Batch Granola, more commonly know as Not A Whole Crap Ton of Granola. I sometimes get about halfway through making a recipe before I realize that I no longer have a taste for what I’m baking and I’d much prefer to sit on the couch and eat an entire bag of potato chips.
This week has been a symphony with moments of sure-footedness and focus, and a few scattered moments of self-doubt and late night Forensic Files episodes (enough to scare the surety out of any reasonable person).
I read somewhere that Thursday is the new Friday. Just in case that’s true, let’s talk about our weekend plans.
I’ve never been one to fall into a fancy food category, whether by desire or dietary need. I think there was a brief period in the early 00s when I was a vegetarian until I forgot due to chili cheese fries (really… that could happen to anyone).
Hello, friends! I’m pretty sure a flurry of things happened between last Monday and last Friday, but I couldn’t tell you exactly what.
I’m trying to step outside of my kitchen box. On my cooking to-do list I have things like faux ‘meat’balls made with lentils and ricotta (bear with me), an easy cassoulet (is that possible?
There’s a tonic for every sort of body ache and brain-space. Coffee is my tonic to activate my work-brain.
Sometimes making dinner is an exercise in You’re Not Going To Beat Me, Monday. Let’s acknowledge that it takes grit and fortitude to stand in the kitchen and hustle ingredients together at the end of a day.
Can I tell you something? Two weeks ago, during a typically rainy New Orleans rainstorm, I was driving my car from not home to home, going down a pothole-y street because they’re all pothole-y streets here in New Orleans.
Hello, friends! Let’s talk about books. Winter reading is different from warm-weather Summertime reading.
Happy Birthday to you, and you, and you over there, and your brother, and your brother’s son, and your sister’s cousin.
Happy New Year, my friends! Are you feeling rested and fresh? Ready to dive into this next year with both feet?
When people ask me how I like living in New Orleans I ask a question in return. Have you ever been to New Orleans?