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…
Being responsible is no fun at all. No wonder people drink. I’m sorry I’ve been away so long, but I’ve had taxes to prepare for, outside writing projects, exercising, cleaning and ironing to keep up on, and more. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so friggin’ ambitious. But the ambition comes partly because: a. I have no spouse to handle my domestic chores. b. I’m fairly certain I won’t…
Christmas• Holidays• Pasta, Polenta and Risotto• Seafood• Vegetarian
A Man And His Crabs
December 31, 2015
What makes a man recover from gallbladder surgery almost instantly? a. The promise of a waiting platter of king crab legs and shrimp b. The promise of pasta with crab sauce c. The promise of scallop pasta with cream sauce d. The promise of an adoring family e. Leftover novenas prayed by his mother. f. All of the above…
Christmas• Family Traditions• Holidays• Pasta, Polenta and Risotto• Seafood• Thoughts on Life
Christmas Miracles
December 30, 2014
You can either live life, or write about it. This year for Christmas, I lived it. The great thing about living is you notice things like little Christmas miracles you might have overlooked. (The bad thing is your blog is late.) I lived it so well that I now have one mother of a head-cold that only responds to hot tea with lemon, honey and Rock n’Rye. I’m…
Christmas• Dipping Sauces, Spreads, Marinades and Salad Dressings• Family Traditions• Holidays• Main Courses• Pasta, Polenta and Risotto• Seafood• Thoughts on Life
My First Christmas Eve Away – How I Survived
December 15, 2014
I just read an article in the LA Times about an Austrian chef who re-creates Christmas dinners like those in his homeland because he has such great memories. I loved that, instead of sinking into a depression over what he’s missing, he’s re-creating it with braised duck and roasted chestnuts. I remember forcing myself to do that the first year I spent Christmas Eve away from my large,…