Welcome Home

“Bread, that this house may never know hunger. Salt, that life may always have flavor. And wine, that joy and prosperity may reign forever. Enter the Martini Conradt castle.” We interrupt this movie scene to offer congratulations to Kate on the move to her first home. We look forward to many new kitchen adventures, for…

Chocolate Tour NYC

Today’s birthday girl, Lisa, had to return home to North Carolina for her actual celebration date, but not before getting a serious chocolate fix during a few days in NYC. Lisa’s first request, a return to Brooklyn’s The Chocolate Room for flourless chocolate cake in a pool of raspberry sauce—“sex on a plate” in her…

We, the Cheesemakers

No one expects to become an expert cheesemaker in three days, but Kate and I got a good feel for the basics during our stay in Ohio. We started at the source, taking our turns milking the genial Miss Ola, who only slightly balked at the hands of neophyte city slickers before being handed back…

Farm to Table, the Road Trip

A call from Kate’s sister for recipes that use lots of milk, needed for the copious output from her Jersey cows, leads to an invitation to come learn about cheese making. So we hit the road for Ohio and sister Kim’s mini-farmstead in Vandalia, outside of Dayton, where happy cows are milked to classical music,…

Le Chef en Rose

Even gardeners love Julia. In bloom at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden.

Bless This House

Bread, that this house may never know hunger. Salt, that life may always have flavor. And wine, that joy and prosperity may reign forever. I’m not sure how the tradition of bringing bread, salt, and wine as a housewarming gift got started among my highly transient cohort (I guess, like most people, we heard it…

Gotta Bring a Babka

Why Elaine and Jerry stood in line at a New York bakery, waiting for a chocolate babka, is beyond me.

Hippity, Hoppity, Happy Easter!

Easter egg coloring techniques this year included crayons, rubber bands, electrical tape, Q-tips and two packages of PAAS.

Spring, Edible Edition

Despite the grey skies and the steady drizzle, I would not be stopped from eating spring even if I couldn’t exactly enjoy it yet. Once those bundles of just-picked Maryland asparagus and (not exactly local but close enough) North Carolina strawberries were spotted, all inclement weather was forgotten and the market scores were hauled home…