3 slices bacon, roughly chopped (or substitute 3 Tbsp. olive oil or butter) 1 medium white or yellow onion, chopped 1 large celery rib, chopped 1 large carrot, chopped Salt 1 lb. white fish fillets, roughly chopped 2 plum tomatoes, Read on!
3/4 c. apple cider vinegar 3/4 c. water 4 tsp coarse kosher salt 2 tsp sugar 1 31/2-inch strip lemon peel (yellow part only, removed with vegetable peeler) 12 oz cherry tomatoes 1/4 c. coarsely chopped fresh dill 2 garlic Read on!
Ingredients: 1 package buckwheat soba noodles, cooked to al dente, drained and rinsed 1/2 pound green beans, trimmed, cut into 1″ lengths and blanched 1 cucumber, peeled, seeded and cut into 1/2″ pieces 1 c. cherry tomatopes, cut in half Read on!
Whose world is this? Every day, we leave the house, wondering if we’re still dreaming. Mornings are cool and afternoons decidedly bearable in the shade. In the evenings, we wander the neighborhood as shadows lengthen and fireflies come out. Every Read on!
By Elizabeth Winslow “Never trust a skinny cook.” It only makes sense. Someone who loves food, lives for it, thinks and dreams about it constantly, is not likely to be wafer-thin. At times I find myself a little too trustworthy, Read on!
“There’s not a THING in this house to eat!” I snap in frustration, pantry and refrigerator doors wide. This is hardly true, of course. My gaze travels over bottles of fancy vinegars, nut and olive oils, pasta, rice, flour, and Read on!
I have a confession to make . . . my kitchen is filled with processed food. Pancake mix, frozen waffles, canned chicken broth, prepared breadcrumbs, canned tomatoes, frozen vegetables, and all manner of little jars and bags of “flavor enhancers.” Read on!
After weeks of slow death by heavy food, my palate craves something spicy and vibrant, and only Thai food will do. Luckily, I’ve been schooled by the best teacher–Jam Sanitchat, owner of Thai Fresh. Her cooking classes reveal how easy Read on!
My father’s mother, Granny Mehaffy, was not known for her skills in the kitchen. She was a grandmother who smelled more of scotch and tasteful perfume than vanilla. She was tiny, bright, and brisk, and before we accepted an invitation Read on!