About a year ago, I took a trip to New Orleans — home to every delicious food vice imaginable. What surprised me, however, was a random little j...
For as long as I can remember, my dad has always ordered the same drink from the airplane beverage cart: tomato juice, plain and simple. My dad, w...
There’s a great fallacy in life that adults have things figured out. I realized this when I became an adult, not too long ago (I’d like to bel...
2016 was one of those years that a lot of us will remember for the rest of our lives. But while it was punctuated by national and world events man...
It’s starting to feel like ‘go time.’ My belly is measuring 36 inches. We’re in the very ripest part of summer — when everything feels l...
If you’re anything like me, you had your first taste of sherry from your parents’ or grandparents’ cabinet, and it was branded in your memor...
It's believed that Count Camillo Negroni asked his bartender to stiffen up an Americano cocktail (comprised of soda water, sweet vermouth, and cam...
Exploring the stalls of my neighborhood farmers' market, it appears that here in California, we're hitting the sweet spot in between winter and sp...
I'm so thrilled to welcome Kathryne to Turntable Kitchen this week. We've developed a lovely friendship through this crazy thing called the Intern...
Before I became a parent, the last time I made a cocktail was for a holiday party which I declared would be a ‘cocktail party.’ I was adamant ...