I love leeks. I know, I know, they look like giant green onions, and how can you love something like that? Well, they’re not true onions, although they’re related, and they have the mildest bit of onion-y flavor. I bought them on a whim at the farmers’ market in Chicago a few years ago thinking…
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…
This summer, I’m determined to do plenty of berry-picking. Berry-picking has always seemed like a cornerstone of summer to me, along with the obvious result: jam. I love jam. In particular, I love strawberry-rhubarb jam, which is nearly impossible to find in the supermarket. And so when strawberry season rolled around, I was ready. In…
I have always been one of those girls who is adored by her boyfriends’ (and boy-friends’) mothers. Sometimes it’s been a good thing, and other times it’s been detrimental (might even have caused a guy or two to turn tail and run – I have no idea why, ha ha). There have even been occasions…
Almost every week, my farm share includes some greens. In late spring, it was arugula (lovely and peppery). Later, it was sweet mustard greens. Regardless, coming up with ways to utilize greens (they’re so healthy – filled with all those fabulous antioxidants) in ways other than the Southern-style boiled greens with a splash of vinegar,…