In this post: Creamy Goat Cheese and Bacon Pasta with Brussels Sprouts This {{ w o n d e r f u l l }} new recipe brought with it my first official foray into the world of recipe videography. I’ve very intentionally steered way …
Honeyed Balsamic Pasta with Beets and Burrata
This is the pasta that made this weekend work. In my last post, I waxed on and on about the back-and-forth between spring and winter this time of year, and as fate would have it, today we woke up (yet again) to another wintery wonderland. …
Warm Ravioli & Chard Salad with Caramelized Onions
I’ve got this trick – it’s a pasta trick – where I remix and combine favorite salads and favorite pastas into brand new pasta/salad hybrids that bridge all the gaps and satisfy all the cravings at once. Phew. That’s a little overly dramatic, I suppose, …
Smoke Rings in the Dark
I never minded that the grass made my legs itch, or that its dewdrops soaked through my summer dresses. Long and rarely cut by the blades of any man-powered machine, these blades of sweet summertime bluegrass provided a bed for us to do all of our …
Truffled Pumpkin Pappardelle Alfredo with Frizzled Sage
{Corrected post! Apologies for the re-send guys, WordPress sent out my scheduled post prematurely, before I had all of my editing done … all of my I’s dotted, T’s crossed, etc.} Sunday, Oct. 23, 2016 12:35 a.m. The house is eerily/weirdly/abnormally quiet right …
Of Chocolate Pasta and Menu Roulette
There were red and white-checkered tablecloths and dripping, wax-covered candles sitting in old Chianti bottles. The lazy, lingering music of an accordion played off in the distance. A stack of menus sat tenuously perched atop a small glass table, hand-written in a language I knew I …
Table For One and a Simple Tomato and Almond Pesto
His hands were slightly weathered; fingernails showing the remains of the kind of dirt that no amount of soap or washing could undo. I looked down at my own nails and began to pick a little at the chipped polish – red, white, and blue …
summer salts
I hit my head on the overhead luggage compartment as I took my seat on the plane. Wham! Audible gasps, groans, and “ooohhhs” arose from the rows all around me. The kind-eyed man seated next to me got up so as to let me and …