I cook because I love to eat. I garden because I love to cook.
As we approach a year of pandemic quarantining, hand sanitizing, and masks, it is wearing on us all more than ever. We are tired, lonely, and frankly a little depressed. We miss our friends and family and going out to a restaurant for a simple …
Small Plates Saturday Night has become a tradition in our household, even more so since the pandemic has made dining out a gamble we do not feel is worth the risk. I cook three, four, five, six small dishes, while relaxing and pushing the pressures …
My family has been eating at the same Chinese restaurant – Lee How Fook – going on 40 years. Located on the edge of Philadelphia’s Chinatown, generations of the same family have cooked for and served us, just as generations within my family have dined …
Every weekday it’s the same. I go to work and eat breakfast while I’m getting organized for the day. My meal is unchanged; varying only a few times over the course of my career. It almost always starts with a banana. Years ago, that was …
About a dozen years ago I had the wonderful opportunity to go to Italy with my family. We spent two incredible weeks there, one with my parents and brothers’ families at a rental in Umbria, the other, just my wife, kids, and I, driving throughout …
January is a bleak month in the garden. There is little growth, and so by leaps and bounds the most exciting activities are perusing catalogues to order seeds for the coming year and planting cabbage, kale, and leek seeds under lights in the basement to …
I love food stuffed inside food. I’m not talking turducken (a chicken stuffed inside a duck stuffed inside a turkey) or anything extreme like that, but rather smaller bites. Neat little packages with a morsel or two inside a wrapper, providing layers of flavor. The …
Every cold January, I contemplate my garden. I think about the hard work I’ve put in and the abundance I’ve harvested. I ponder my plot’s successes and failures. I salivate when I look back on the fresh bounty it provided, tasting so much better than …
Everybody has some relatives that are a little, let’s say…different. For us it was Aunt Esther and Uncle Stan, E and S for short. Elderly when I was young, they used to bounce back and forth between sparsely furnished apartments in Philadelphia and Florida. While …
With the holidays behind us and a few extra pounds under our loosened belts, many of us have resolved to eat lighter and leaner. It is all well and good; admirable to be healthier. But cleanses and resolutions be damned, let’s be realistic, we are …
