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Whew. Well we moved. And although we’re not yet totally unpacked (far from it), my kitchen is starting to look like a functional kitchen, and I’m beginning to have glimmers of interest in actually cooking again. It’s almost lik (read full article)
It's the Monday before Christmas. You've baked your fruitcake, braved the mall, passed all the shipping deadlines and if you're anything like me, are more than ready to settle down for a long winter's nap. Then your neighbor drops off a "small gi (read full article)
The advent of fall is subtle here in Los Angeles. We don't get the fire of autumn leaves, serving as a beacon, or the sudden damp and chill, requiring rainboots and peacoats. We tend to put our heads down during the fires and Santa Ana winds of S (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)
Fall produce - what do you think of? Apples, of course. Brussels Sprouts. Take a page from Thanksgiving and think sweet potatoes and cranberries. And pumpkins are, of course, inescapable, their leering visages popping up everywhere you go. Althou (read full article)
I am not the most precise of cooks. I take shortcuts, measure by eyesight, play fast and loose with recipes. I never use cake flour, rarely sift anything, freely substitute ingredients. And most of the time, things turn out very well indeed. So (read full article)
I like to to say I'm a California girl born and bred, but when I hit the tender age of seventeen I was ready for anything but. I wanted away from brown hills and palm trees, dry desert air and eternal sunshine. So when I graduated from high school (read full article)
I like to to say I'm a California girl born and bred, but when I hit the tender age of seventeen I was ready for anything but. I wanted away from brown hills and palm trees, dry desert air and eternal sunshine. So when I graduated from high school (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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