This week has been a doozy. I’ve been running around like a chicken with its head cut off, scrambling to get caught up with work before I jet off to New York City (New York City?!) for the next...
How do I love pancakes? Let me count the ways. I love pancakes, first and foremost, because they give me an excuse to eat cakes for breakfast. Or dinner. Secondly, nothing makes me giddy like the sig...
Overworked and underpaid. That sums up my feelings on life at the moment. I’ve been working myself ragged lately, neglecting my friends and spending far too much of the day on my computer. Want...
It’s about time I talked to you all about tortilla pizzas. I’ve been making these babies since elementary school when my mom would make something that my picky younger self refused to try...
Can I tell you what arrived from Amazon today? A box containing a tea pot, an electric toothbrush and not-so-cute sandals with arch support for walking the dog. Yes, I ordered all of these things for...
My second recipe in my Fresh Vegetarian column for Taste Magazine is up! I could go on about this strawberry and spinach salad (it’s delicious, try it) or tell you about my mishaps in the kitch...
Do you all remember those old Pace Picante commercials with the cowboys? Someone tries to hand a cowboy a jar of salsa and he hollers, “This stuff’s from New York City!” The other d...
Sometimes I find an ingredient so delicious or a concept so exciting that I feel like I’m holding onto a big secret. When I finally get the chance to share these big discoveries with you all, I...
When the temperature hit a muggy ninety on Saturday, I declared that it is officially salad season in Oklahoma. Sure, it’s still spring, but soup weather ended last month and swimsuit weather i...
Every morning when my alarm clock goes off, Cookie starts pouncing on me to wake up and I groan and ask her to make me some coffee. Every day, this happens, and would you believe that she has not onc...
I’m not much of a standard sandwich eater, but I love toast. Not boring white bread toast spread with a pat of butter, mind you, but hearty whole wheat bread with substantial toppings. So after...
I’ve been thinking about the concept of time lately. I suspect that it falls outside of my comprehension, like the infinite nature of the universe, and how the dishes manage to pile up in my si...
This weekend was an odd one, a study in contrasts between calm and chaos. A tornado came too close for comfort on Friday. My mom called to warn me that it was nearing and my friend Matt showed up as ...
My first experience with crêpes was in high school. I took French back then, and joined the French Club for something to add to my college application. I even became the secretary of the French Club,...
Can we get real for a minute? I have some confessions to make. Before we get started, though, I’d like to point out the absurdity of the above photo. It’s a bowl stacked on top of another...
Thanks to yesterday’s big news, I’m in quite a celebratory mood today. What better way to celebrate my Saveur nomination than with a cold pineapple cocktail! Clinks all around, friends, I...
Being a grown-up is tough, isn’t it? Between spring cleaning, checkbook balancing and apartment hunting, I am oscillating between feelings of overwhelm about how much I have and do not have. I ...
Good afternoon! I’m excited to announce a new collaboration with Chesapeake TASTE Magazine. At the beginning of each month, I’ll post an original, seasonal recipe on my new online column,...
Last weekend, I stopped by Native Roots Market for some groceries, hoping to find some inspiration while I was there. Some beautiful, local collard greens from my friends at Peach Crest Farm caught m...
I sprained my foot last week. I wish I had a great story to go along with my swollen foot, but the truth is that I was walking Cookie past down next-door neighbor’s sidewalk and the next thing ...
Do you ever feel like you need to do nothing for a while before you can muster up the strength to do anything? Sometimes I need to take relaxing to a whole new level—let the dishes pile up in the kit...
I’m always on the hunt for great whole grain, naturally sweetened baked good recipes and I’m happy to share another with you today. Well technically, it’s really more like three qui...
Hello friends. I’m typing from my friends’ light-filled home in Kansas City, with their two dogs puttering around nearby. It’s a happy place. I make a point to travel as much as pos...
Sometime between when I left for San Antonio and now, the grass is green again. It’s like I blinked and the ground came alive. I noticed this while Cookie and I were on a nice long walk after w...
Good morning! I’m sitting cross-legged on my hotel bed in San Antonio, next to a big window overlooking the Tower of Americas. It’s so cloudy I can barely see the top of it. The fog in my...
Confession: I almost didn’t make this week’s chosen recipe for The Food Matters Project. The recipe, Baked Rigatoni with Brussels Sprouts, Figs, and Bleu Cheese (page 221) is actually the...
I want to bring up two things I’ve taken issue with over the past week: dating, and the word curd. I don’t like either of them, and have no solutions to propose, but let’s discuss. ...
So much to say, so little time to type it up. I’m in a deadline crunch for the next few days, but I have several posts in the works that I can’t wait to share! First up: Mark Bittman̵...
I used to cringe at the word “domestic”. To me, the term implied a docile housewife whose goal in life was to please her family members and keep the home in order. It seemed condescending...
Hallelujah, it is Friday! Lately I’ve been juggling work, my beloved blog and a few projects that are near to my heart, but my fingers have been hitting all the wrong keys lately. I’ve ca...
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