operation: conquer collard greens.

Outside the healthy living bubble, I realize that the following statement identifies me as a bit strange:  I truly look forward to eating salad.

Back in the summertime, I made a few “green monsters,” and while I won’t deny that the taste is pretty good, I’ve never felt the need to sneak in my greens through [...]

a potluck for the amateur gourmet.

When I was younger, I remember watching my mom prepare meals each evening, imagining that she had always intuitively known how to cook. It seemed like a skill that one was born with, and as the wife of a husband who loved to eat, mother of two growing daughters, and [...]

atmosphere.

Perhaps you’ve noticed: I like to stress that eating is an experience.

I don’t mean to suggest that every meal should be treated as an overly sacred ritual.  Sometimes eating is simply for sustenance or for fuel; other times, it is for our souls.  Either way, I believe we should always appreciate – or at least [...]

passionate days.

Since beginning my internship, I’ve been adjusting to a life with more structure, joining the ranks of the Monday through Friday crowd.

No longer am I gallivanting abroad, somehow balancing the lengthy hours of fashion journalism, English as a second language instruction, and the planning of my own personal travel.  No longer am I a student, [...]

daniel.

Oh my.  Last night, I had one of the best dining experiences of my life. 

I’ve had some incredible ones: bliss in Northern New England, nouvelle with a view in coastal Croatia, evenings tucked away in the cobblestone streets of Prague, brilliant creativity on the Lower East Side.

This one was a prime candidate for the best of the [...]