On Christmas, we talked about spending the holidays next year in Italy – in honor of my grandfather’s 100th birthday. But this morning Nonno died, two days before he turned 99. Ben always talks about how lucky my grandfather was to have enjoyed many meals with four generations of his family at the table with…

We flew back from our vacation today only to find frozen pipes in our wall (and then had to watch how two gaping holes were sledge-hammered into said wall by our kindly super), an unpleasantly loud carbon monoxide alarm, and air colder than it was in Berlin – which makes the airing out of a…

Recipes in bold are my favorites. Breakfast**********BagelsPeter Reinhart’s BagelsBanana Chocolate Walnut BreadBanana Coconut BreadBanana Bread with Chocolate and Crystallized GingerBlack Rice Breakfast Pudding with Coconut and BananaBlueberry Bannock SconeBlueberry Bran MuffinsBlueberry Buckwheat Pancakes (GF)Buttermilk-Brown Sugar WafflesBrown Bread MuffinsCardamom Lemon Soda BreadCherry Cornmeal SconesChocolate-Almond Whirligig BunsCocoa Banana BreadCoconut BreadCornmeal-Cranberry PancakesFrench Chocolate GranolaHazelnut-Lemon-Ricotta PancakesLemon-Poppyseed SconesMalted Corn PancakesMaple…

I am still flailing with the glory of it all, simply flailing. Do you have any idea what I did today, what joyous music and ethereal light broke forth from the heavens over the wondrous discovery I made within the four linoleumed walls of my little kitchen? People, I shredded potatoes. With my food processor.…

It’s just past 7:00, the sky is still that grayish mauve, and I’m standing in the kitchen, rooting through our cupboards. A mug of milky tea, brewed by Ben for me while I still lay in bed, blinking away the fog of my final dream of the night, is on the counter next to me,…

It’s been 58 days since we moved. And though the kitchen was largely unpacked for the past 54 of those days, I’ve felt strange about showing it to you. Maybe because it still felt so new and unfamiliar, or maybe because it hasn’t felt entirely ready. But with my mother here this week, rearranging cabinets…

Yes, it’s true, dear readers. I was on The Martha Stewart Show, along with Sarah and Sebastian, Deb, and these charming folks. It was a surreal experience, as you might well imagine, but a lovely one, too. And even though Martha thinks my blog is called Weds Chef (as might many of her viewers now,…

1. The gas company came, they inspected, they left. My gas line is free and clear and there’s nothing to worry about. They couldn’t explain the boom and popping cabinet, but said maybe a spider got stuck in the gas line and that’s what obstructed it? Okay, sure, whatever. As long as I can keep…

I love this city, I hate this city, I love this city, I hate this city. The city loves me, the city loves me not, the city loves me, the city loves me not. How many other New Yorkers find themselves on this merry-go-round of affection and frustration? Does it happen to you daily, monthly,…

The Management would like to inform its readers that the author of this blog will be, until further notice, incapacitated after seeing what is sometimes referred to as the "common" house mouse in her kitchen, though she adamantly insists there is nothing common about it. It is quite a miracle that she is now able…