It’s a slightly slow time at work, and I took the opportunity to accompany Nina on a school trip this morning. Her class visited the Brooklyn Grange, the world’s largest commercial rooftop farm, whic...
Santa Maria's company, ParentEarth.com, makes videos about food and families, and this past weekend we traveled to her alma mater to give a talk during reunion weekend. It was called “7 Secrets ...
For the most part, I keep this blog clean and free of advertising. My focus is on feeding my family and helping, I hope, you feed yours. I don’t want that message getting shouted down by flashing ban...
As I mentioned earlier this week, I’ve been on a lucky, dinner-party streak. For a recent gathering of friends at my house, I had the good fortune of being solicited by McCormick Gourmet. They’re doi...
As much as I feel like I never get to see my friends lately, it seems like I’ve fallen into a lucky groove of dinner parties. Two weeks ago, I an old friend invited Santa Maria and me to a one, and w...
When my sister came over for dinner the two weeks ago, she said she felt like she had fallen into a rut, and that she wasn’t cooking as many things as she used to cook. She said an old favorite of he...
Life caught up with me this week, and I haven't had time to write a new post. Instead, I've found a clever essay on “The Futurist Cookbook"—F.T. Marinetti’s 1932 treatise on over-think...
Not to get off topic, but I was very moved recently by two events: the death of Adam (MCA) Yauch, of the Beastie Boys, and the news that Warren Buffet, the famed investor, has prostate cancer. It sud...
The picture, above, was inspired by one of the most delicious desserts I’ve ever had. Someday—perhaps on a day when I haven’t risen at 6:00 a.m., run, showered, made lunches, made breakfast, eaten br...
I started this blog as a way to write about food in a liberating forum (on the web, a mistake can be fixed very easily, whereas a mistake made while at my print job is a bit more problematic). I cont...
My sister came over for dinner on Friday for a lazy but beloved meal—hot dogs, baked “French fries,” and a Romaine salad. I’ve rued the fact that kids’ sports, birthday parties, dance lessons, and th...
I have a new love in the kitchen, and its name is polenta. For years, I’ve seen it on restaurant menus and heard it talked about from everyone from foodies to my own mother (who, when she would taste...
This afternoon, I came back from helping my mother do a spring cleaning of her house, and I got to work in my own kitchen. I like to roll into the week knowing what I’m going to cook for dinner (and,...
The more my children age, the more I realize that we are in a race against time. Soon, they will be teenagers, then young adults, then, perhaps, parents themselves, and I’ll be in once place and one ...
In a perfect world, a married couple would communicate like an ace jazz band—fluidly, intuitively, and easily. In the kitchen, the husband might solo on the saxophone-stove and the wife might hold th...
I knew that having children would change my life, but I didn’t expect it to lay waste to my friendships. Trying to get together with old friends, even those with children around the same age as mine,...
“Kids today, they grow up so fast.” I suppose parents have been saying that since the beginning of time, but I know it’s true in one regard for Nina and Pinta, and I have no one to blame but myself. ...
This evening, I left work dreaming of leeks, of butter melting in a cast-iron pot, of the scent of wine as it cooks down in a pan. I was dreaming of cooking for fun, for friends, for a party. Dreamin...
The other day, I was buying frozen salmon and I ran into my sister-in-law, who saw my purchase and asked me how I kept the fish from drying out when I cooked it. I didn’t have an answer, as I always ...
Just like going to therapy, going home is always full of surprises. Take the olive-stuffed lamb I was going to cook for Easter. My mother was kind enough to buy a leg, but the leg she bought had the ...
We had a great Easter dinner, and I’m happy to say that the olive-stuffed lamb turned out more fragrant, more tender, and more delicious than I remembered it. Unfortunately, the night ended with a me...
Back in prehistoric times, as in before I became a parent, we used to entertain more. I love to have people over for dinner, and during that period I received a wonderful gift from Santa Maria—a leat...
I might do most of the shopping and cooking around the house, but to set the record straight, that’s simply because I’ve claimed the former activity and I can’t live without the latter. What I mean i...
I strive to deliver a good set of interesting recipes here each week, and I do it for two reasons. The first is to feed my family a wide variety of healthy and delicious meals, and the second is to p...
This year, there wasn’t much of a winter in New York City. Granted, we did go sledding once, but it was, literally, the day before Halloween, so I’m not even sure that counts. Other than that freakis...
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