New Year’s Eve is a time for reflection. Last year was a hot mess on a macro level for so many reasons—the election, the escalating rate of African-Americans killed by police and the ensuing backlash, global terrorist attacks, the loss of so many great Hollywood and music icons. But in my own world, things weren’t that […]
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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.
I’ve been thinking more about what goes into my body lately.
You would have thought I would have eaten a breakfast of champions before going to my new job at Yahoo Food, right? Nope.
My nephews headed back to school this week, as many other kids have done or are prepping to in the coming weeks. For me, it brings back memories of new clothes, Trapper Keepers, and lunchboxes stuffed with mom’s homemade sandwiches.
As soon as I read the news Shake Shack was launching fried chicken sandwiches, I made a pivotal decision. Lunch would be in Brooklyn.
Who eats rice cakes anymore? Anyone?
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.
I love beets. I don’t care about its freaky bodily affects. Bring on the beet hummus! Purple pee be damned!
It’s National Grilled Cheese Day! And we had to celebrate. I’ve drooled over this sandwich for months, and finally found good reason to make it—pepperoni pizza grilled cheese.
You must have plenty of eggs lying around your house after Easter.
It’s Friday, my man is out of town, and I have the entire apartment to myself!
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.
I finally embarked on holiday activities. Shopping. Making holiday travel arrangements. Sipping on holiday themed cocktails. Martinis have olives in them. Olives are green. Green says Christmas. So, deck them halls.
I’ve learned to embrace cooking fails. They plague us all. But it’s about trying and trying again until something delicious emerges from the kitchen.
When you are headed out of town, and you’re hungry, and you get a call from work which requires you to file on deadline before you leave, and you’re getting screamed at by your fiancé to “hurry up”, the only thing suitable enough for this special type of road trip lunch is a frittata sandwich.
I’m back on the sandwiches. This one was particularly good.
The best laid plans are the ones that are always broken.
I’ve been grocery shopping for three days trying to assemble all of the ingredients for sandwich 250. Three days! And after trips to four grocery stores, this morning I still realized I forgot something. What could I use for a vegetarian A to Z sandwich for the letter ‘L’?
I love E to pieces, because he makes me laugh when I want to destroy things.
I had to get away from all of that cloudy cold in New York. So, I’m linking up with some friends at the South Beach Wine and Food Festival this weekend to warm up and eat my way through Miami. Sadly E couldn’t join me (he’s working), but if he’s lucky, I’ll bring some leftovers […]
In the drab days of winter, I have to remind myself to create my own sunshine.