Mister and I have been doing our best to eat a Mediterranean diet this month. We figured we’d be healthy right up until the turkey hits the hot oil on Thanksgiving Day, and so far we’ve been just…
The Gloves
So here’s what happened… I was cooking rabbit for dinner. (Nice recipe, by the way – here’s the link.) There’s a lot of chopping involved. A lot of slicing. And that wouldn’t ordinarily be a problem. But…
Dorie Greenspan’s Pumpkin Stuffed With Everything Good
This is another of those not-my-recipes recipe. And I love it more than mere words can say. I’d like to hold it close and dance with it, all the while inhaling the beautiful aroma and eating the very…
Brussels Sprouts Salad!
I love Brussels Sprouts. Not everyone does, I know. So if the hair on the back of your neck is standing up, at the mere mention of the little green orbs, this probably isn’t the recipe for you.…
L.A. Story
This past weekend, Mister and I decided to walk about a mile or so to dinner. By walking, we would eliminate the need for one of us to be the designated driver and therefore we could both get…
Marinade for Steak
Meat! I love a good steak, and when I prepare it at home, it is usually with this marinade. It’s simple and forgiving. The only catch is, I try to remember to put the steak in the marinade…
Fall Food Cravings
When the seasons change, my food cravings follow suit. It doesn’t matter that it was rather warm this past weekend here in Los Angeles, my internal clock knows it’s autumn. While thumbing through old photos, I spotted…
It Was Bound To Happen
It was bound to happen. I was driving around the L.A. burbs and I spotted a sign for The Döner House. What could I do? I headed around the block and doubled back to park in the…
Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall!
Today is the first day of Autumn, and I for one am grateful to give it a big hello! Change is good for us, you know. But changing to Autumn means saying goodbye to Summer. And Summer’s…
Cheddar Jalapeno Cornbread Muffins!
This is not my recipe. Oh! How I wish I could claim its origins, but alas, I cannot. Mister and I were at a beach party (where, incidentally, we once again felt like we were in a…