I have a tendency to be effusive. I also wish, at times like this, that I wasn’t all those other times. Because sometimes, you end up with a garlic scape pesto and prawn pizza with an egg on top. And you haven’t ever made pizza before because you just thought, “well, I am kind of… Read More Words Fail Me | Garlic Scape Pesto and Prawn Pizza
I had some sad news earlier this week. We just won’t have a cherry season around here this year. I think Michigan is all but given up hope of anything there, too. And all the farms that might have had cherries this year have no you-picks, which make for some of the most beautiful shots… Read More A Sadness and a Joy | Ball Jar Sour Cherry Pies
This past weekend the most recent Top Chef winner Paul Qui was in town at Market District to do a demo and answer questions. Honestly, I don’t think there has been a nicer, more unassuming winner of that crazy show. He’s just such a humble, talented guy. His dishes were lovely light versions of chicken… Read More Two Light and Easy Nights | Summer Miso Soup
I’d been following the FB posts of Dorothy Lane Market and tracking when the Copper River salmon was coming in. It was the king that was in the store Friday. Its brief season is only May and June. But it is so very, very worth making every effort to find and indulge in it the… Read More Luxury | Copper River Gravlax
It’s the time of year that it’s hard to pin me down. I’m outside. Busy in the backyard, planting, weeding, sitting, contemplating. I just want to be outside. Watching for the return of Chestnut. Seeing if we have any new baby rabbits in the yard. I just find so much peace there, that you’re hard… Read More Precious Little | Strawberry Peony Jam
This weekend’s weather made me gear back up in the garden, get back in the kitchen and get my groove back. Warm weather is all about ease: barely putting a pot on the stove, most things cooked over the grill. Who needs a mess when the back garden begs you to come and play? A… Read More Almost Effortless | Summer Picnic Slaw
I returned home after a lengthy trip to Texas to find spring had sprung: the daffodils were spent and the ferns unfurling. Nestled amongst said ferns on the shady side of the porch were dandelions, just emerged, with slender leaves and nary a flower in sight. Which of course meant they are at their peak… Read More Risotto of the Week | Spring Broad Bean and Foraged Dandelion
