About once a year I go through a fruit smoothie phase. It’s often in the springtime (see here and here) and it lasts for a month or two before I abandon the frozen stuff and head to…
The best part about making hard boiled Easter eggs is the egg salad that comes after them. Egg salad is tricky. It’s not the most transportable of the salads. Anyone who’s ever had the…
I’ve written before about our weekly dinners with Cait and Curt. With the arrival of tiny Oliver, the ritual has become somewhat more unpredictable than it was this summer, but whether it’s dinner on…
Weekends that include an afternoon with a chocolate tart cooling on the table can only be counted as successful. Doesn’t matter how filled up it was with non-chocolatey activities, a weekend that finishes with…
In preparation for this week’s love themed festivities, I rolled up my (pajama) sleeves on Sunday morning and got to baking something appropriately heart-shaped. Fittingly for a girl who lives in a tiny apartment,…
On Sunday James made chocolate pizzelles. They were just like these ones, but with the addition of a 1/4 cup of cocoa powder and the absence of fuss over having them turn out perfectly.…
Close to my sister’s apartment in the East Village is Motorino Pizza. It’s one of my favorite places to spend a cozy hour due in no small part to their brussels sprout pizza. It’s…
When I first lived in France at age 20, I discovered the secret of the savory tart from a woman who was a master at turning the contents of a near-empty fridge into dinner…
Christmas cookies sometimes get a bad rap. Sugar cookies of the typical variety can be bland and easily overcooked. Zealots with a tub of frosting and colored sugar can do serious damage to an…
I generally consider myself an impartial vegetable lover. Lima beans? Brussels sprouts? I’ll eat them with gusto. (We’ll talk some other time about mustard greens). But if there’s one wintertime vegetable that I’ve never…