Maybe you had a pretty great Thanksgiving. Maybe you ate too much of your Gramma’s chopped chicken liver. Maybe your new cousin Matt wore corduroys to the family football game and nobody cared. Maybe you spent the whole game running … wait! there’s more…
Well, they did it. Last weekend, two of my best friends in the world got married (hooray for Mr. and Mrs. Smooth!), and then threw one hell of a party. It was a fancy affair; I made an appointment to … wait! there’s more…
I’m supposed to say something about cranberries, about it being the season for using cranberries. And then something about ricotta, and how, cheese-wise, it completes me, and how I sometimes use my favorite spoon to eat it straight from the … wait! there’s more…
I had another post planned for today, but then Dorie tweeted at me, you know, on the Twitter, and I got too excited to post anything but these cookies. Dorie Greenspan. Dorie Freaking Greenspan! Author of Around My French Table … wait! there’s more…
My lips are numb, and there’s a good chance I’m drooling. I’ve just gotten home from the dentist, you see. After 27 years as a blissfully cavity-free person, my teeth have violently betrayed me and my tendency to “forget” to … wait! there’s more…
Here’s how it went down on Monday night. My roommate and (incidentally) younger sister Casey and I bought three bags of candy to satisfy the trick-or-treaters we expected to come knocking. We live in an apartment building, so figured we … wait! there’s more…