Bake with abandon!
The deed is done. I have picked all the tomatoes, uprooted the plants and put the garden to bed. Green tomatoes outnumber the red, but who’s counting. I’d like to think the tomatoes didn’t want to go any more than I wanted to remove them. …
It’s a hamburger? It’s a chicken burger? No, it’s Eggplant Chicken Puttanesca Stacks! This is my contribution to the Almost Meatless Virtual Pot Luck. Authors Joy Manning and Tara Mataraza Desmond have somehow managed to organize a group of 30 food bloggers for this affair. …
People ask Andrew if being married to a food blogger means he eats wonderful meals all the time. His response? “My life is a series of weeks. Sometimes you eat ice cream for seven days. Sometimes it’s all soup.” In my defense, there was salad …
We’re heading into the mother of all cold snaps. If the Weather Network is right, the warmest day this week will be a lip-chapping -15C. Celsius always sounds colder than Fahrenheit, but keep in mind that anything with a minus sign in front of it …
I want to make you tooth-breaking biscotti to dip in your cappuccino. I want to make you flaky, sugar-dusted crostini that shatters as you bite. I want to make you hazelnut gelato so smooth and creamy Italian phrases will roll from your tongue without effort. …
Not bad for a first try. Gnocchi has intimidated me ever since I visited friends in Italy and returned from a day of sight seeing to find my hosts and their entire kitchen covered in flour. While I was touring the colosseum in Verona, they’d …
Italian cuisine can be full of surprises. Despite calling for two whole tablespoons of minced garlic, this dish is sweet and unexpectedly subtle. Too subtle for some. Like my father, who diplomatically suggested I shouldn’t bother making it again but was open to lemon pie. …
Reviewing my Italian week line-up, I realized that unless you’re carb-loading for a marathon, you’ll need a break from the starch I’m about to foist upon you before the week’s over. Stromboli, risotto, spaghetti and gnocchi are all wonderful, but I can feel my waistband …