Now that I have a baby, I miss my mom more than ever. Chicken cacciatore soup helps bring back great memories of mom and me. My mom and I are extremely close. She’s caring, loving, funny and protective. She taught me to be strong but cautious, to love your family and friends but always put […]
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This weekend was a chilly one. But turkey chili, and snuggling with our playful baby girl, kept us warm. Temperature wise, it was nose-numbing cold outside. E and I only left the house (separately) to go to the gym and get groceries, but it was too cold to take little Q anywhere with us. Poor […]
The vegan thing is trickier than I thought. I’ve been surviving for 9 days as a vegan, mostly on vegetables and quinoa, bread and chia seed pudding. I’ve reintroduced myself to oatmeal, which I haven’t eaten in years. But I’ve made several non-vegan mistakes, just out of habit I can’t seem to break. I accidentally […]
This is what you need to make in the morning of Thanksgiving, when you somehow have digested all of the food from the night before but you are STILL STARVING! One cannot subsist on Patti Labelle’s sweet potato pie alone. Not even if your name is James Wright and you sing like a bird. I […]
You want a good reason to use the rest of your cheese plate for a sandwich? Here’s something creamy, cheesy and perfect for a post-Thanksgiving brunch: Thanksgiving leftovers croque tartiflette.
We’re a week away from Thanksgiving. And while I’ve given advice on how to plan your ideal holiday, I admit, I’m a little behind.
The past week, I’ve been making easy dinners for E and I in an effort to expand my recipe book and avoid eating out. I’ve been pretty successful. There was honey mustard chicken with apple and walnut couscous on Monday. And the other night, a supereasy turkey meatball dinner.
Fried chicken is having a moment. Shake Shack has people clucking after the chain added a deee-licious fried chicken sandwich to its menu. Momofuku just opened a fried chicken shop in the East Village. I would not be surprised of the sale of home fryers was also on the rise. Or, at least, vegetable oil.
Because it’s so hot outside that we cannot be bothered to sweat on the beach and would rather sit inside in our air conditioned apartment and start packing for our honeymoon, I made homemade lobster rolls. Just as good as the first time I did them.
This is what you need to do with your ripe peaches this week: Make BLPs.
The Fourth of July is upon us! And you need ideas to keep the masses happy while they’re dipping in your pool and drinking your beers.
I held out until the end to make the ultimate stacked sandwich—the Dagwood.
These bad boys. These are not for your ladies who lunch.
I used to have a French bulldog named Lucy. E hated that animal.
Some sandwiches take me outside of the kitchen. Like this Brazilian sandwich, the Bauru. It reminds me of beaches, jeeps and sand dunes.
E and I were lucky enough to go to the Wladimir Klitschko/ Bryant Jennings fight on Saturday night at MSG. But before the fight, we had snacks.
Mmmm beet hummus. With roasted sweet peppers.
You know you’ve really compromised for your man when you can tolerate runny egg yolk AND hollandaise on the same sandwich.
You must have plenty of eggs lying around your house after Easter.
I was away for work in Miami for a few days, and ate my face off on South Beach in between events and meetings and writing by the pool with the warm sun beaming down on my skin. Now I’m back in New York City. In the cold. With no pool.
Yes, it took me two weeks to get this right. But boy was it worth it.
Spinach. I went there. E didn’t come with me.
I was lucky enough to have lunch with Jean-Georges Vongerichten the other day for a boozy holiday celebration sponsored by Bon Appetit. Yes I get around.
Three more days until a four day weekend and eating until we pass out on the closest available flat surface. Bring. it. on.