On Earth Day (April 22, for those of you who don’t have your planet-saving plans in order yet), Jared and I will have been married for exactly three years and 10 months. During that time, which accounts for roughly 1,400 dinners, I have made exactly two meatloaves. I suppose that means that around our house,…
Hello, sandwich. Let’s do lunch.
Not every food of my affection requires a bunch of preparation or fanfare. Sometimes it’s as easy peasy as slapping together a few ingredients in a haphazard way and noshing on the delicious results. No frills, no tricks. Just things I know I like, stacked together in a way I know I like to eat…
Happy day food: Lemon spaghetti, a la Giada
Ah, lemon. Is there anything more fresh, more beautiful or more satisfying than a citrus-infused dish or dessert? I think not. A while back, Jared grabbed a gigantic sack of organic lemons from the grocery store; he figured we could put them to use before their time ran out. And use them we have (think…
Ina knows her chicken. My chicken. All chicken.
Last night, as I stood over our kitchen sink clutching a whole uncooked chicken and whimpering, “Ew, ew, Jared, what’s that inside there? Can you pleeease get it out?” I realized something. This little blog has taken me all sorts of places I never thought I’d go. Jared aptly described the event as my first…
Project NYT: Rollin’ in dough
For the past few years, my heart for pizza has been divided between two great loves: Shakespeare’s Pizza, the No. 1 college hangout here in Columbia (seriously, just ask Good Morning America) and Monetti’s Pizzeria Ristorante, a little Italian restaurant in my hometown of Warrensburg. One’s classic American fare, done right with fresh ingredients, and…
Project NYT: Lentil ginger soup
Our snow day proved to be filled with all sorts of warm and cozy yesterday, with the snow day muffins starting the morning on a high note in all their cinnamon glory, followed by an evening of om-nom-nom-inducing soup that warmed us from the inside out. Nothing beats snow days and cozy nights. We should…
Secrets don’t make salads
Have you heard the story about the lady who, while shopping at Neiman Marcus in Dallas with her daughter, stopped into the café for a few chocolate chip cookies? According to the story, she loved the cookies so much, she asked for the recipe, to which the waitress replied, “Only two-fifty.” The woman agreed and…
Seared to perfection? Maybe practice makes perfect.
Every month when my trusty Real Simple comes in the mail, I start by flipping to the end of the magazine to check out the recipes featured in the back-of-book. I usually pick one or two from every issue to try out, and depending on the results (and time/ease of preparation), the meal will sometimes…