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Spring has sprung. Sure, I live in LA, where a sunny day could just as easily mean December as it could April. People are always exhibiting various degrees of suntan (usually related to their house’s proximity to the beach), and flip flops a (read full article)
I have vivid childhood memories of dyeing Easter Eggs. We always made my family’s traditional Craftsman flower eggs, but I also spent many a spring break waiting impatiently for the eggs to take on a deep color sitting in vats of vinegar wit (read full article)
There seems to be this idea out there that kids will not eat vegetables. There are suggestions to disguise the vegetables as trees, or puree them and hide them in the brownies. I just don’t get it. Sure, some kids are neophobes — the (read full article)
As I may have mentioned before, I generally receive a several cookbooks for major gift-giving occasions. This isn't surprising; after all, I have a known cookbook problem, and I have several cookbooks on my Amazon wishlist. I'm fairly familiar wi (read full article)
When I was a little girl, my favorite restaurant was a steakhouse in my hometown called the Sawmill. The interior was one of those 1980's restaurants with no windows, an open kitchen, dim lighting, a terrarium, rough-hewn wood beams and leather cl (read full article)
Something funny has been happening this winter -- kale has become a staple in my refrigerator. A week rarely passes when I don't buy a bunch, either from the farmer's market or during a Whole Foods run. It's a combination of being drawn to the pu (read full article)
Well Harrumph. Today is World Nutella Day and I was fully planning to participate. I had at least two projects in mind and I even attempted them, but someone stole my cooking mojo and both my experiments were abject failures. If you'd like some (read full article)
Well, that was a nice little break eh? All the holiday hoopla, then a week to catch your breath before we launch right back into decadent, gooey pastries and ... oh wait. It's January. Everyone's on a diet. Real Food it is. To be honest, altho (read full article)
New Year's Day is really a strange holiday. Everyone celebrates hard on New Year's Eve, leaving the holiday itself as a day to lie around, nurse your hangover, and watch the Rose Parade and the Rose Bowl on TV (which is an excellent hangover nursi (read full article)
In the rush of planning and eating a Thanksgiving Meal, the cranberry sauce is kind of an afterthought. We carefully plot out our turkey roasting techniques, strategize our side dishes, and lovingly craft pies from scratch, but cranberry sauce usu (read full article)
Brussels sprouts have since become one of my favorite vegetables, with their nutty flavor. tendercrisp texture and whimsical form (my childhood of playing with dollhouses predisposes me to love miniature things). When fall comes around and I start (read full article)
I love entertaining -- planning a menu, choosing the flowers, setting the table, conversation with friends. Unfortunately, neither I nor any of my friends have the time for an actual dinner party these days. What with jobs that keep us until all (read full article)
I like to pack my own lunch. Yes, I'm giving up the social hour at work, but frankly the lunch offerings in my neighborhood tend to pale in comparison to what gets produced in my own kitchen. I wish I could say that it's because I'm an amazing c (read full article)
It can't possibly be September already. Wasn't it just Easter? What happened to the Fourth of July? I was going to spend this summer at the beach (yep, still milky white here), drinking mint iced tea (I think I made one pitcher), and lounging po (read full article)
It can't possibly be September already. Wasn't it just Easter? What happened to the Fourth of July? I was going to spend this summer at the beach (yep, still milky white here), drinking mint iced tea (I think I made one pitcher), and lounging po (read full article)
The Nuni has been very taken with picnics lately. It started last weekend when we were at the Huntington Library. After a hard hour of playing in the bubble fountains and the rainbow tunnel of the children's garden, we spread a towel on the grass (read full article)
The Nuni has been very taken with picnics lately. It started last weekend when we were at the Huntington Library. After a hard hour of playing in the bubble fountains and the rainbow tunnel of the children's garden, we spread a towel on the grass (read full article)
As a child I hated lima beans. I mean, what child doesn't? They're lima beans! They're the punchline of a thousand jokes, the substance of a thousand threats, the stuff of a thousand nightmares. Look up "lima beans" in the dictionary and you wil (read full article)
As a child I hated lima beans. I mean, what child doesn't? They're lima beans! They're the punchline of a thousand jokes, the substance of a thousand threats, the stuff of a thousand nightmares. Look up "lima beans" in the dictionary and you wil (read full article)
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