
If, like me, you have not before made a trifle, you may think it must be a breeze. And in fact, if you already have the cake, the pastry cream,…

Jack, to you. It’s Dad to me. And this is another recipe from my family cookbook. My dad was never afraid to get into the kitchen, and when he cooks,…

One of the things that drew me to Arabesque, Claudia Roden’s book of Moroccan, Turkish and Lebanese cookery, other than the praises I’ve seen across the web, is the brilliant…

When I was in second grade, my father remarried. I couldn’t have had any idea then, when I first met Carli, how much of an impact she’d have on my…

It didn’t take me a year to assemble this sandwich. Or, for that matter, even to cook the corned beef from scratch, although that took considerably longer than I had…

As I started to write this post, I was reminded of a game we used to play when I was a kid. You would say two words, one thing you…

This recipe is the delightful result of indecision. I needed some breakfast treats this week for my daughter, and she said she’d like either cinnamon rolls or blueberry muffins. Who’s…

Flip through just about any foodie glossy these days, and in addition to gorgeously styled and shot images in articles, you’ll find equally splendid looking advertising, ever so subtly marked…

Is it just me, of have you also noticed farro popping up on all sorts of menus lately. Maybe it’s just a Seattle thing, but it seems that all the…

One of my fondest food-related memories is of discovering that I actually love fish. For years, I passionately hated any non-shellfish seafood. That all changed when I had my first…

I miss my kitchen. I’ve been working on a restaurant project now that continues through the next month, and eating out almost every night has been a requirement. And the…

Right now I am up to my eyeballs in citrus… three varieties of mandarins, and a box full of gorgeous cocktail and Oroblanco grapefruit left over from a shoot. Don’t…