I cook because I love to eat. I garden because I love to cook.
I didn’t eat lobster until I met my wife Marci in graduate school. She is from Boston, and was weaned on lobster; she tells tales of eating twin lobsters as a child, because one was never enough. When we were in graduate school on Long …
How do you tell someone the meal they just cooked for you was delicious? Do you swoon and say “mmm” and “ah” out loud? Ask for the recipe? Or just say, “That was delicious”? In my family growing up, it was always more subtle. You …
It has been a rainy spring on Long Island where I live, and the mushrooms are blooming. Every day as I walk our dog I see maybe four or five varieties poking their heads up in abundance through the soil. As impressive as it is, …
In 1979 we only had a small black and white television, so I did not watch much as a child. I do remember a commercial for Ortega tacos, in which people debated the best part about having tacos for dinner – making them or eating …
