Verbless VVednesdays

September 26, 2012

Carrots in love.

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Skinny Girls Eat Fat

September 21, 2012

My mother is the kind of person who will look at bowl of Marcona almonds glistening under a heavy coat of oil and a generous sprinkling of salt and say, “I can’t eat those..too greasy.” I did not inherit the “too greasy” gene from her. I think instead that I may take after my grandfathers. […]

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Verbless VVednesdays

September 19, 2012

Sea urchin, anyone?

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Chicken of the Woods

September 14, 2012

You might remember my stepson, Damon, the Chanterelle Whisperer. Well, it seems he’s also the Chicken of the Woods Whisperer. Poulet de la Woods? What is that, Jennifer? Maybe Laetiporus cincinnatus rings a bell? No? Well, yesterday Damon and his dad, aka my husband, were driving home from their trip to the dump (where, if […]

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Verbless VVednesdays

September 12, 2012

Sikkim Cucumber, you savage, crackled, thick-skinned fruit from faraway lands!   I FINK U FREEKY…

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I Hate Ratatouille

September 10, 2012

When a waitperson comes over to my table and explains that they “will be serving the Halibut tonight over a bed of ratatouille and a side of herbed Farro pilaf” I know exactly what I won’t be ordering. That! Ratatouille, in its conventional tomato sauce-y format, is (to me at least) Chef Boyardee at its […]

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The Secret Life of Potatoes

September 6, 2012

So I love growing cucumbers. I love waking up in the morning and traipsing out to the garden with a mug of coffee in my robe and Sloggers and peeking under the prickly leaves to see what the morning dew hath wrought. I love growing beans and fighting with the Japanese Beetles (as in I […]

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Verbless VVednesdays

September 5, 2012

Yes, mussels at The Breslin! Deeelicious in a bowl. And charred naan. Also great.

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Ribs! Ribs! Ribs! & Ribs!

September 1, 2012

Ribs have been one of my To-Die-For foods since I was a little girl. When I was growing up in Pittsburgh, PA, my dad would occasionally bring home a few smokey slabs of Boykin’s Ribs. And long after my family was finished with dinner, long after the pots and pans had been scrubbed and the […]

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Obsessive Compulsive Composting

August 30, 2012

I admit it. I have OCC. Obsessive Compulsive Composting. When I see an unused stem on the cutting board, a crushed eggshell carelessly tossed in the garbage can, or a filament of parsley left in the sink, I stop what I’m doing, I stop what EVERYONE is doing, and let out a blood-curdling, “WAIT!!!!!” It […]

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