Pumpkin Curry Soup
I love curry. Indian curry, African curry, Thai curry, anything curry. All someone has to do is say the word “curry,” and I will drop what I’m doing, instantly captivated. Show me the curry. Seriously.
I love curry. Indian curry, African curry, Thai curry, anything curry. All someone has to do is say the word “curry,” and I will drop what I’m doing, instantly captivated. Show me the curry. Seriously.
I have a ridiculously well-equipped kitchen, yet hanging on my refrigerator is a list of the kitchen tools and gadgets I still want. A real French charlotte mold. A tart pan with a removable bottom. A high-quality mandoline. A set of Wüsthof knives. But the truth is that there are really only five things I…
Because I have this blog and an acknowledged overabundance of cookbooks, it’s probably pretty clear that I like to cook new things. But I also work full time, have a husband in graduate school, and a busy toddler running around, so people frequently ask me how I manage a homecooked meal every night, not…
I’d wanted to try making cassoulet, a traditional Southern French slow-cooked dish of meat, white beans, and vegetables, for a long time. There are many possible variations, some made with duck confit, some with rabbit, and almost all containing pork sausage. The white beans are the main constant. When I discovered a vegetable-laden version cooked…
I’m sitting in my brand-new local Panera Bread (which has an outlet in every single booth, praise Jesus) writing this. I have a pile of books, my Moleskine notebook of the moment, my laptop, and a big iced tea (unsweetened – the South hasn’t got me yet). Most importantly, I have time. Hours of it….
Last week I wrote a post on taking time for yourself, and how it’s not a selfish practice, but a healthy one that enables us to be better versions of ourselves. In the few days since then, I feel like I’ve heard an outcry. It seems that for many women, especially working moms, the problem…
I ate my first frittata just a few years ago at Cafe Lula in Chicago’s Logan Square neighborhood, where I was living at the time. It was full of tomatoes, spinach, and cheese, and arrived in a 6-inch white china ramekin. It was delicious, but since it was available at such a close venue, I didn’t…