I love Cannoli and I love Latkes, but most of all I love spontaneous gatherings that spring up when you say "I'm making latkes and cannoli, come over tomorrow for lunch". My friends know that I'm not an everything is ready and the silver is polished kind of host(ess). ...read more
The refrigerator is suffering from in-between celebration emptiness. A lonely cabbage sits there with a nice head of garlic, a elderly chunk of fontina and some grated parm. And yet it’s enough to create a world of comfort because I have a package of Pizzoccheri purchased several weeks ago. Prounounced ...read more
It all started with a Napoleon. And a desire for a cocktail after dinner. The Napoleon, uneaten, and so taken away in a box from a late lunch at Petit Trois was the itch, scratching my brain. It's eggy vanilla aroma permeates the car on the way home and a bottle of ...read more
Like most of us my idea of Thanksgiving was formed at the family table. My aunt and my mom created Thanksgiving together, sharing the responsibility and populating the table with a changing group of "strays". So when it was my time to take up the challenge I took the chicken's way out, ...read more
Sometimes you want a gallette instead of a pie. You're shocked hearing that from me? Well, don't be. Apparently I enabled a gallette to be the winning "pie" at the last pie contest. And you know why? Because of the increased caramelization possibilities of more exposed crust and the ability ...read more