Man, I’ve had a busy week. I was working on a project that was an awesome experience but that took up a lot of my time—there were lots of all-nighters and hectic moments, but I learned a lot. I think experiences like that are important; ones where you’re completely, totally, utterly exhausted but where you feel like you learned something significant, whether it’s good or bad.
After the last day on the project, and a 5:00 a.m. finish (!) I came home and found that I was wide awake and wanting to be in the kitchen. I was also going to have a few friends come over for drinks and nibbles later that evening, and I didn’t have much prepared. After having barely been home for almost a week, I really wanted …Read More
There are probably a million recipes out there for tomato sauce. I have never needed to run a Google search to find out though, as I’ve always used this trusty little recipe here. This is my Italian grandmother’s recipe. Growing up I would spend summers in Italy, and Nonna Ester would make this (and other delicious things) in enormous batches once every couple of weeks in her teeny tiny kitchen. She was a wonderful cook, but oddly enough didn’t enjoy cooking. I think it came from decades of running the family restaurant and being stuck stirring and pouring and mixing and baking and roasting and basting various dishes in enormous amounts at pretty much every meal time.
Now, this tomato sauce recipe is probably not that different from any good tomato sauce …Read More
The weather here has been overcast the past couple of days, which is unusual considering the time of year. But because it’s been hot, I haven’t had that stay-at-home-and-watch-old movies-while-snuggled-under-a-blanket-with-a-cat-and-a- cup-of-tea-feeling. Rather, I’ve been craving food that’s fresh and bright, probably to make up for the gray skies and muggy heat. And you know what? This salad hit the spot.
Now, I’ve never been a huge fan of panzanella, often finding it over-dressed and soggy, and way too vinegary for my taste. But –I became a total convert while we were in Italy this summer visiting Roly’s parents.
We were staying in a sleepy little town in Umbria, and the local lunch spot—a tiny little place on the corner of the main piazza with a great view and lots of character—had this …Read More
I love the start of a new year. I’m not entirely sure why, though. I think it’s to do with everyone’s resolve to make this year a better year. There’s a palpable goodness in the air—people trying to be more patent, trying to be more environmentally sound, trying to be healthier, trying to be more compassionate. I love going to the gym the first week of January . Every treadmill is taken, every aerobics/yogilates/whatever the new ‘it’ thing is, is fully booked.
I have never been good at keeping resolutions, or going to the gym. But, I’ve decided to make this a better year for myself. Here’s my resolutions:
Cook more Eat more home-cooked meals Leave work on time. No more 15-hour days! Keep in touch with all my friends, near and far …Read More
I don’t know if this is a common problem, but have you ever noticed packets of smoked salmon often go unopened despite your best intentions? I find this happens to me a lot, and there’s only so many oat cakes and blinis one can stomach before it all gets a bit passé. Well here’s another option: smoked salmon pasta. I first tried this out when cooking for S. and her dad while he was visiting and it worked out pretty well. Guys, this is a really easy one to impress the ladies as the salmon gives it an air of refinement, and it’s sophisticated enough that they’ll think you’ve been slaving over a hot stove for a while. But—if you plan it properly the cooking time is only about ten minutes. …Read More