Serves four 1 quart of chicken stock 1/2 pound of thick pancetta, cut into rough cubes 1/4 cup of extra virgin olive oil 1 small onion, diced ...
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I remember our last day in San Francisco, I was a bleary-eyed mother of barely two-month-old twins and a nearly-three-year-old. I hadn’t had the...
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This recipe couldn’t be better timed. Today is officially Cinco de Mayo, and in addition to sharing some links (at the bottom of the post) to so...
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I'm writing this post from Matt's parents' house in Ohio, where we're currently celebrating his dad's 70th birthday. It's one of the few times I'm f...
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There's a common sentiment among certain men I know that salad is not a meal. Though I whole-heartedly believe that salad IS a meal, and can be a ...
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This weekend, I realized that I’ve been missing the sun. This is what Seattleites talk about when they talk about winter, right? On Sunday, the ...
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I mentioned in my Sicily Guide that we came home with a small loot of tasty treats. What I didn't mention was that this loot actually included a p...
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There is a well-known state of weather. And it's not Spring, Fall, Winter or Summer. I call it 'Soup Weather' and it can strike at any time, be it...
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Serves four 1 pound of fresh halibut (or another firm, white fish), cut into bite-sized cubes 1 tablespoon of finely chopped cilantro 1 small r...
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Whenever I go skiing, I often find myself in the following position: standing at the top of a big hill, staring down and being completely taken by...
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Few things are more satisfying than writing in the rain. For a person who tends to be go go go, rain is a great excuse to throw on a pair of sweat...
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Elijah’s Deli welcomed me with open Jewish grandma arms the first time my parents dropped me off in San Diego to start college as a freshman. An...