A candle at the Leveres’, a simple image of winter reflection.
In the year this food blog has existed, some 30,000 people have stopped by on various days. Several of them were not my mom. To them, I say: Thank you for your interest, and come back, you hear? (To mom: I didn’t mean to [...]
Egg Nog, by Flickr user Jocelyn | McAuliflower.
The holidays are about special times - and special times sometimes call for special efforts.
Special, meaning something that isn’t easy, something you wouldn’t do every day, or every month for that matter. In that vein, one of the holiday favorites I have developed newfound respect for [...]
Once you roast the grape tomatoes, putting a plateful of these little beauties together is a snap.
Another reason the New York Times is celebrated for its food writing is Mark Bittman, who a few times a year has articles that you must print out and keep. They’re like little Swiss Army knives of [...]
Combine in a storm, by flickr user JBAT.
Amid our holiday feasting, New York Times writer Michael Pollan offers a few important questions about the fragility of the American food system.
Pollan isn’t shrieking that The End Is Near, but he has been focusing on some related questions, like: If the complicated industrial processes that [...]
A lovely dose of ruby-red grapefruit neatly balances out the porkishness.
Lauren Newkirk Maynard is an editor and food writer in Buffalo.
As a native of Philadelphia and part of a family who enjoys many Pennsylvania German specialties, I’m biased about scrapple. I grew up eating thin slices of it, fried crisp in its own fat. Most [...]
You want creme brulee? At lunch, that’ll be three dollars more. This is not a typo.
When we paid the check and left, I paused at the door to look behind us.
No one was chasing us. We’d gotten away with it.
Twelve dollars for steak frite and an appetizer of clams with sausage. Or lamb [...]
You know what makes a great stirrer? Cinnamon sticks, of course.
After they’ve been out in the cold, scaring the cat, putting snow in each others’ hats and torturing each other in the teeth-grindingly annoying way that only siblings can, my children enjoy a sweet cup of hot chocolate.
Or, when it’s not so cold and they [...]
Luci’s dulce de leche cookies were only part of the dessert phase of our fiesta.
I’ve hogged the spotlight, blathering on about tacos for so long (despite not even mentioning the stewed chicken with browned garlic) that it’s almost enough to put me off tacos.
Almost.
But first I should take a minute to share the fact that [...]
