If you lived in Brooklyn or New York circa 2001-2008 during the French bistro craze (Pastis, Balthazar) you remember Sunday brunch at Bar Tabac on Smith Street. Michael Arenella’s 1920s jazz band, steak frites, escargot, moule frites, fountains of Ricard, and blocked streets for Bastille celebrations. It was ...
I was introduced to gazpacho when I was a waiter at a restaurant next to Central Park, New York, in the early 2000s. The summer was particularly hot and everyone was on a gazpacho craze. I couldn’t understand why they wanted to slurp cold pureed tomatoes. Ick! One taste ...
One of two people I credit my love for food and ability to feed myself semi-decent meals is my dear old friend Campbell Whitman Riemens at Boots for Breakfast. She is a fellow mother abroad whose story and recipes I look forward to sharing here. (You will ...
There are so many kale salad recipes circulating on the internet, why don’t I narrow it down and share my personal favorite? This is adapted from a recipe on the blog, Valley Brink Road. In an effort to spruce it up the next day, I added a few ingredients along with my ...