There are many, many wonderful things about being with Raschinna. Beauty, brains, class, drive and an accent (St. Vincent in the Grenadines by way of Brooklyn) that I heard an admirer claim he could … [more]
I felt like a Firecracker Shrimp fraud. A Potsticker poser. I had been invited to be a guest chef at a prestigious festival held at a swanky, mountain resort. This was the first time I would be doing … [more]
In my childhood summers that were boring, yet amazing, I often sold overpriced lemonade with the sun blazing. But my first try at making the sweet drink Would not be as successful as one would think … [more]
My friend’s twelve year-old daughter had been asking me to show her how to make homemade marshmallow peeps. So, the Saturday before Easter, my kitchen was transformed into peep central. All the … [more]
Food does have a magical influence on people and it seems — sometimes — of all ages. Just tonight, my 17-month old daughter, Lucy, tasted a butter cracker for the first time. Not since … [more]
I am not a blogger by nature, nor do I keep a journal, but my history with food is something that many of my friends have encouraged me to write about. So when David introduced me to this site, it … [more]
Damn you, St. Valentine. Wasn’t it explicitly understood that Roman soldiers couldn’t marry? Didn’t Claudius II publicly declare that he would execute any priest who brazenly defied his rule? … [more]
Hello. Here are all my favourite foods. My number one best food has to be watermelon. It’s so sweet and juicy! I love the way you take a bite, then feel the watermelon juice roll down your … [more]
I was seven when I first drank Sangria. It is worth a story. My dad bought one of those VW campers (where the roof extends upwards to reveal a couple of beds and the seats below morph into a large … [more]
My dad held a belief that when a relationship comes to an end you let it go. He insisted no good can come from staying friendly with an ex. On a memorable occasion, some time in 1988, I remember … [more]
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