I held out until the end to make the ultimate stacked sandwich—the Dagwood.
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I used to have a French bulldog named Lucy. E hated that animal.
What do you call ramps that you have dug out of the trash because you accidentally threw away the good parts? Re-foraged ramps!
I almost killed us both with this one.
This was a good week. The hard copies of our book, “300 Sandwiches: A Multilayered Love Story, with Recipes” have arrived. In between wedding planning, CrossFitting, yogaing, book launching, app building, and cooking, E and I celebrated.
I’m sending my wedding invitations out this week, which got me in the mood to make little cocktail hour-appropriate tea sandwiches.
Runzas. Apropos for cold weather nights in front of the television, I baked these meat and cheese packed meat pockets for dinner the other night.
Goodness, why didn’t we do make our own damn ricotta earlier?
I spent my first morning in paradise in the kitchen.
I took it slow this week after that fainting spell.
The weather has finally broken here in New York.
I love E to pieces, because he makes me laugh when I want to destroy things.
After all of the debate, I ended up staying home on Super Bowl Sunday.
E and I have become obsessed with our homemade apple butter. We are finding ways to put in on everything.
Rating: E asked me out for a wine date last night (how sweet!), since we hadn’t seen each other outside of the apartment all week. When we got home, he turned to the refrigerator. “Guess what I got?” he said.
After I came out as the author of 300 Sandwiches in the New York Post last week, it seemed anyone with a computer had an opinion about the site. Who knew sandwiches could kick off an international discourse about gender and love?
I looked around our house this morning. Clothes were everywhere. Trash hadn’t been taken out. Dirty dishes were piled in the sink. A cluttered house means a cluttered mind, and I had gone totally scatterbrained.
Ham and cheese is a good sandwich. Ham with spreadable fromage blanc, honey and caramelized pecans is a great sandwich. That is, if you know how to make carmelized pecans successfully.
Rating: Clearly I’m obsessed with our panini press.
Rating: After a busy Fashion Week of shows, parties, cocktails and a vicious injury to my thumb after I slammed it in a car door (that’s what I get for taking an Orange Hummer to Lincoln Center), I had to sleep.
Being at home with my parents during the holidays reminded me of a few things. Like how awesome it feels to be able to walk around without doing your hair and makeup for two days and having no one judge you. How much fun it is to watch football with my dad. How comforting it […]
Rating: E and I were having a snow day. The Weather Channel forecasted a Nor’easter to dump 3 to 6 inches in New York. We knew we had to stock up on the essentials. “I’ll go out and buy some Baileys,” E declared.
Rating: I do love being home for the holidays. It’s the one time of the year it’s perfectly acceptable to wake up at noon, eat ice cream and pie for breakfast, watch football in your pajamas and spend way too much money (on other people that is. ‘Tis the season for giving, right?). I dove […]
E is starting a new full time job today: the “minister of Q branch” at a tech start up, according to him. This job goes against everything E has worked so hard for—70 vacation days a year, hourlong lunches at Momofuku Noodle Bar, and no bosses to report to while he worked as a freelancer […]