I associate compote with my maternal grandmother. It’s not that I have a specific recollection of her making it for me…but, somehow, when I think of compote I think of her, so there must be a connection somwewhere in the recesses of my childhood memories.
I think she would approve of my recipe. Continue Reading
I like beans as well as the next person, but I’m not particularly fond of a plain scoop of beans. No, no! While I try to incorporate them into meals on a regular basis because they are purportedly a good source of protein, they’ve got to be slow-cooked, dressed, sauced, tossed, or otherwise treated to be worthy of a place on my plate. Continue Reading
Technique. Once you know a technique, everything is easy and the possibilities are endless. I owe this technique to Deborah of Italian Food Forever who posted a “torta di erbe” about a week ago. It caught my attention because it didn’t require pastry dough to hold it together. What do I have against pastry dough? It tastes good, yes, but I consider it my nemesis. It involves a measure of patience and skill I care not to cultivate plus I hate the mess of working with flour, not to mention the subsequent unwanted calories. This was more like it!
I know I am going to be making variations of this for a long time to come. In fact, I already have my next one planned…I’m thinking Greek…with spinach, artichokes, feta and calamata olives. Drool. Continue Reading

This Easter Sunday I took a long walk down memory lane as I passed some time looking through old photos. I was reminded of my childhood Easters…and then continued the journey through the subsequent years.
Afterwards, I got in the kitchen and created a delicious twist on a traditional holiday side dish!
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