Food, Photography and Bon Mots
Cooking brings people together. Right? Apparently that is not is the case if the food is hummus. The chickpeas themselves don’t seem to be the subject of much debate. It is generally believed that they have been harvested as food since antiquity. Harold McGee, in…
Do you have filo phobia? Afraid to touch the delicate sheets of filo for fear that they will tear into a million pieces? If so, this recipe is for you. It is called Greek Rag Pie and the recipe actually calls for you to…
This one’s a keeper. On my first taste, I knew that this cauliflower cake would be a party dish on my table. I’m pretty picky about what I serve my guests but this beautiful dish is that good. Love at first bite, I guess. This…
My husband was a very good cook, but he operated with wild abandon when it came to picking recipes. Strawberries, pickles, and powdered sugar? No problem. Needless to say, it made for some interesting meals. I’m more cautious. In my kitchen, the critical first…
You know the feeling. There is casual remark among your group of friends and some knowing laughter. Gradually, it dawns on you. There was a party. You weren’t invited. That’s the way I felt with this recipe. Apparently a whole lot of people know…
This is not a pizza. I know. I know. It sure looks like a pizza and we all know that old duck test: “If it looks like a duck…” Nevertheless, this is a crostata. A crostata is a rustic Italian baked tart, the…
Today, April 3rd, is National Find a Rainbow Day. Woo-hoo! Let’s party! I’ll bring the hors d’oeuvres. National Find a Rainbow Day is a day to either follow your whimsy and go looking for a rainbow, or, failing that, to look for beauty and hope…
You know how, when you aren’t exactly sure you want to do something, you put it off—turning instead to “must do” projects like sorting the dog’s toys by size and color? This week I’ve been nagged by the feeling that I needed to make…
Certain things in American life are understood. You don’t mess with Old Glory, for example, or Texas. You don’t cut off a phalanx of Hells Angels on PCH. You don’t open wrapped candy during a performance at The South Coast Repertory Theatre. You argue with…
Apparently, it’s a Wisconsin thing. The Wisconsin cheese industry claims that club, crock or pub cheese originated there in the early 1900s as a snack served to touring guests at the Pabst Brewery Hospitality Center in Milwaukee. Smeared on a cracker and washed down by…
