Risotto is one of those things I don’t usually make because I always worry about the carbs. But, I just made it on Halloween night and it was creamy, delicious heaven. Not only did I not gain an ounce, I actually lost a pound, so go figure! Maybe it was because this had so many veggies in it — spinach, zucchini, mushrooms and leeks — and it was…
This is the second in my series of blog posts about not aging gracefully. I remember the day I became invisible. I was in New York City. I was 55-years-old, walking down Broadway, and couldn’t get a soul to look at me. Not one person. My first thought was, Wow, I could rob banks now and it would be months before I’d be captured because I don’t register…
A friend of mine sent me a link to a website where a woman talks about growing older gracefully now that she’s in her 60’s. God bless her, God bless anyone who can be graceful about growing older…I just don’t happen to be one of them. I look in the mirror and pull my cheeks up a little and think, Yeah, that’s how I should look. But you…
There is nothing like the first cool wave of fall after a long, hot summer. The day you actually get to wear a sweater or pull out that corduroy jacket is the best! God I love and miss those days! We don’t get fall until mid to late November here and that means about six trees in southern California turn red or orange. But they sure do look…
Beef• Family Traditions• Main Courses• Pasta, Polenta and Risotto• Pork
Uncle Richard's Meatballs and Sauce!
September 19, 2018Today is my Uncle Richard’s 89th Birthday. To honor him, I’m posting my most prized possession, my video of him showing me how to make meatballs and sauce. (It’s at the end of this post.) It was the highlight of my year! Most people’s bucket lists are filled with things like: Stay in a Scottish castle, or dance in the sand in Greece. But at the top of…
I admit it, I am a judging judger. I try not to judge people, but there are people who you instantly click with and people you don’t. Some people I instantly make decisions about, based on what they wear, how they speak, how many nose rings, tattoos or piercings they have, or what their political party is. It’s not good.…
When I was young, my mom went through phases in her food. There was the red wine and onion phase, the hot dog phase, the chocolate chip phase and the peanut butter phase. Although the hot dog phase made for some interesting combos, like the hot dog pizza she made once, it wasn’t her most shining culinary moment. But her chocolate chip and peanut butter phases still fill…
“And the Oscar goes to (your name here) for the cleanest house in the world.” You’ll never hear those words in your life, so for God’s sake, put down the Swiffer and go have some fun while there’s still some summer left. Or better yet, write that book/screenplay/blog post, take that class, dance in the kitchen, or climb a mountain because no one is ever going to say,…
Summer in Pennsylvania meant stepping downstairs to a kitchen table overflowing with tomatoes. It taught me to both love tomatoes and wonder when they were going to take over the household and squeeze me out of my room. My father could never plant less than 20 tomato plants. Our cousin Tony would start seedlings and bring them over, then dad would go buy plants, then someone else would…
I spent the Fourth of July having lunch with a friend, then responsibly cleaning, doing laundry, and ironing the fat pile of clothes that sits in my room staring at me every day. I could have gone to a party, but decided to stay home and get things accomplished. If I was any more boring, I would have to be dead. Going out would have been fun, but I…