My mother was an excellent, if somewhat mercurial, cook. Some nights, dinner would be Cioppino, made with homemade seafood stock that had been simmering for hours before she added fresh shellfish to it, and served with freshly baked sourdough bread. Some nights, it was Taco Bell. A recipe of hers that remains one of my… Continue reading Recipe: Mom’s Weeknight Chicken Chili
What a month! I’ve spent the past several weeks traveling with J and his mom, beginning with an Alaskan cruise and ending with a trip to the Oregon coast. While I love trying new foods, I have to say I was so relieved to be home and back in my kitchen. Vacation foods, especially on… Continue reading Recipe: Vacation Reboot Mediterranean Mini Meatloafs
The first time I had mind-blowing spaghetti carbonara was on my honeymoon in Rome, Italy. It was not the first time I ate the dish. There were variations at various American pasta spots that added heavy cream or mozzarella to the dish, making it more like Alfredo. Good, but a little heavy and lacking finesse.
Monday Breakfast/Lunch Coffee and then a salad with leftover chicken for J. I have my leftover chicken and rice. It holds up really well. Sometimes rice will get dry but I think due to the fat content here, it was all good.
I have an abbreviated food diary for last week starting from when my houseguest left (miss you already Gaby!). Wednesday It’s a real old Mother Hubbard situation in here since I haven’t cooked anything in almost a week. Time to re-up on groceries and get back on track.
See that delicious polenta? Full disclosure: I did not cook that. The last week has been a bit of a fail in the home cooking/food budgeting department. J and I went on a short trip to the coast to escape the heat and then, I’ve had my very favorite cousin in town for the past… Continue reading The reasons I dine out too much: Summer edition
How many of you loved sloppy joes as a kid? There’s nothing quite like ground beef smothered in a tomato sauce both salty and sweet, served atop a squishy, white-bread hamburger bun. It was one of the few times you could throw manners aside and let that filling drip down your face while wiping with… Continue reading Recipe: Grown-up Sloppy Joes