I’ve always wanted to post this list. Even though its a moving target. Like any “list,” this will invariably leave out many definitive ones. To wit, I did not include anything from the legendary Moosewood Collective nor any from Mark Bittma
I have a confession. I’m a member of a group with a certain, um, proclivity. It’s not unique. Everyone has these particular fantasies. We just go one step further and make these fantasies reality. Then we take photos and share it with every
This time of year makes me happy and anxious at the same time. Happy because of the abundance of fresh, local food available. Happy because the weather is cool enough so that I can cook and bake without making my house’s ambient temperature
Originally published on Pittsburgh Magazine “Clearly, the sun loosened morals and melted minds. Then the Germans got naked and changed everything.” No. Not nudist biergarten. Close. An article in The Atlantic about the healing power of the
Beat that weekday dinner rush with some amped up pantry staples! Originally published on Pittsburgh Magazine We all have our personal “high–risk” stores. These are the stores that you go to where you go in with an efficient little list and
Originally published on Pittsburgh Magazine En fuego! Is what everyone will think you’re in because you will be the hottest ticket on this last weekend of summer. Why? Because you will be making the baddest a$$ taco bar for miles around. Ho
Dessert for breakfast was never this good (for you). And fancy parfaits make it look like its all complicated. Ssssh. It’s not. Which makes it perfect for Back-to-School Breakfasts!
Originally published on Pittsburgh Magazine Virgin is not a pejorative term. I’m talking about food and drink here, people. Now “mocktail” – don’t even get me started. No one ever says, “I think I’m going to have a mocktail.” If I’m wrong,
“Here we are in a situation approaching fantasy…in agreeing to a rendezvous, the two accomplices lead us to an unexpected pleasure garden…The scent is ravishing… the duo throb(s) with life.” What? No. I’m not reading a “novel” with Fabio on
It was 1:00 p.m. on a Tuesday, and I needed a designated driver. One of the benefits hazards of my job is that indulging shamelessly is a midday necessity from time to time. This week, I had an appointment with my friend, Elizabeth Gilgunn,
This week, more than 20,000 people are expected to participate in the campaign to raise money and awareness for global poverty by “living below the line.” That is, they will take on the challenge of spending no more than $1.50 day on food –
Its not every week that I swoon over a tweet. But last week I did. Thug Kitchen tweeted me. You know it. I favorited and retweeted that thing quick. And its all because of these avocado sandwiches.
Last week, I played restaurant at Bar Marco to raise funds for the Obama High School Cooking Club — a Food Revolution Pittsburgh project. Working in the restaurant kitchen was one of the best times I’ve ever had. Read all about it on Pittsb
I would say the first seeds of this video project were planted 15 years ago during my first summer in Brooklyn. I had a mile walk from the subway to my apartment and I looked forward to it every evening. I walked a long stretch under the ca
“Winter fashion” may be an oxymoron but this “healthy treat” is not! Head on over to Pittsburgh Magazine to get the skinny on spring cleaning (not with a broom – with The Clean Plate Cleanse) and FREE tickets to the Farm to Table Conference
Its 10 o’clock. Do you know where your brownies are? That’s the question that confronted me last night as I bolted to the kitchen, hyperventilating, realizing, that NO, I didn’t know where my brownies are. And I had an excruciating craving