I grew up in a very Italian neighborhood in Brooklyn and I’ve eaten ‘Italian food’ my entire life, but it wasn’t until recently that I learned something really valuable. I learned that a little finish with fat is a good thing. A really good thing!
That’s not something my mom (or anyone’s mom) did back in the day. But, as time passed and the world became food-obsessed, I developed my palate and my own style of cooking through my love of all things culinary. And I diverged from the cooking style of that era and from what was considered traditional. Continue Reading
It was love at first sight! And bite!
This huge bouquet of endives with stems and roots attached greeted me at the door when I returned home from a weekend in Sarasota. I think there were about 14 heads in total in the package.
Tis the season to be jolly. And I’ve been jolly! It’s not especially good for my figure nor my blog because I’m not cooking as much…but it’s oh-so-good for my spirit. I’ve already gone to a couple of holiday parties and tomorrow night I’m excited to be going to the Palm Beach Food and Wine Festival where I’ll be tasting food from some of South Florida’s top chefs. In fact, my calendar is quite full between now and the end of the year so I will have plenty of festivities to share with you as we approach 2012.
Tonight, however, I stayed in and cooked. This is a variant on the universally-loved spaghetti and meatballs. Continue Reading
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Thanksgiving is my favorite meal of the year, but I’m never satisfied. It’s not because we don’t have enough food. It’s because we have too much. It’s the sheer quantity of selections that leaves me wanting more of one thing or the other. But there’s no room for a second bite! And I didn’t cook so there were no leftovers. Being a guest is both a blessing and a curse.
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