Well. So. Hmm. I was going to tell you all about a peppery pineapple chutney that Florence Fabricant wrote about a few years ago that I made earlier this week as an homage to the deliciously fresh pineapple salsas we ate in Bermuda, but it turns out that’ll have to wait. I’ve got a plane…

I broke down yesterday and, sustainability be damned, bought a pound of California cherries. I couldn’t help myself, really. The cherries were piled high on the fruit stand, taunting me with their ruby glow, and I knew it’d be a while yet before our local cherries hit the markets. I’d been walking under the midday…

I’ll tell you where: on the inside of a karaoke bar in Koreatown and in the company of some mighty fine women, one of whom is getting married in a few weeks, requiring an entire weekend of hijinks all over town and far too much alcohol so we could send her off in style. (It’s…

Flying through a Nor’easter into New York anytime soon? I don’t recommend it. Three hours later, and I’m still eyeing my airsickness bag (I took it with me) and quaking in my boots. Good lord, what an end to the weekend. Through the worst of it, though, when the plane was pitching and careening through…

I’m running to catch a flight to Chicago where I’ll be for the next few days. I leave you, and Ben (who turns 30 this weekend! Without me around to celebrate. Sob. Happy birthday, honey!), with this little treat. Can you guess what it is? (The more specific you get, the more – um –…

It was all meant to end a little differently. Without that floppy, pallid slice of pizza, if you’re wondering. After all, I had plans. Plans to cook, of course. Things like Chinese peanut noodles or a spring vegetable soup. I’d be looking forward to making them for days. But there was that pesky rain at…

As the holidays approach, so does the annual Menu For Hope raffle, started by the lovely Pim three years ago. Last year, a whopping $17,000 were raised for Unicef. This year, the money will be going to the UN’s World Food Programme. Let’s try to surpass that amount! With the fantastic prizes up for grabs,…

This is all so anti-climactic. NaBloPoMo draws to a close and I find myself at a total loss. Because for all the complaining I did, I actually found myself enjoying the daily blogging thing. The constant sense of vague distress and hysteria, the fantastic feedback, the ever-climbing stats – I kind of like all that…

The last few days have been a blur of turkey dinners and hiking excursions and game nights, so I’m just popping in quickly to leave you with a forest portrait after our hike of Breakneck Ridge and an exhortation to visit Homespun Foods on Main Street in Beacon, NY. If you’re ever in town and…

Did anyone else make Maury Rubin’s Cranberry Caramel Almond Tart yesterday and forget to line the unbaked crust with aluminum foil and pie weights before baking it because it didn’t say to do so in the recipe and although you’ve blindbaked crusts a million times before, without that prompt you completely forgot that step this…