My Moroccan mother-in-law was a wonderful cook who could easily whip up a feast for 20 or 30 people without breaking a sweat. Her multi-course menus would include a variety of salads, a fish course, sometimes a soup, and several… Continue reading…
on top of spaghetti
It’s finals week at colleges all over the country and students are stressing out. My own son is in the throes of law school exams and is studying so hard he barely has time to come up for air, let… Continue reading…
recipe redux
Growing up, my parents would often entertain friends on the weekend, when my mom would practice her fancy cooking. My brother and I would benefit greatly from those parties–we’d wake up early the next morning and scamper downstairs to feast… Continue reading…
a little bit of this, a little bite of that
For as long as I can recall, small bites have appealed to me. I prefer to graze whenever I can, sampling lots of nibbles, instead of a lot of one. Tapas, meze, and appetizer courses excite me with the prospect of… Continue reading…
cooking it old school
Growing up, there was one special dish that was de rigueur for my family’s festive occasions. My grandma’s lasagna. Let me make it clear right from the start that we are in no way Italian. So, I’m not really sure how… Continue reading…