Things aren’t so golden in the “Golden State” these days.
The majestic beauty of California, my home state, is eclipsed by shades of brownish-green.
This is drought country. The signs you see entering the Golden State should be changed to steady visitors for the stark reality of the 50 shades of brownish-green they will see on this droughted landscaped. Continue reading
Burger season has officially begun.
It’s not that we stop eating burgers at any particular time of the year because burgers are part of the American epicurean experience. But the gastronomy of the burger with its infinite iterations and mash ups heightens as the summer draws near and the outdoor grills are dusted off.
That’s one theory. Continue reading
The pantry used to be the nerve center of the kitchen.
When I was a little girl, mom had it stocked with lots of stuff from canned foods – some in canning jars – to dried beans and spices. Our moderately stocked pantry was a symbol of comfort and security for our family. It was never bare or barren. When you looked in my mom’s pantry, you immediately knew that she was a cook whose objective was to make sure her family was well feed with hearty, rib sticking, and filling meals. Continue reading
Nibble. Snack. Graze.
All of these verbs are euphemisms for one word – nosh.
We all like to nosh. In fact noshing is among my favorite pastimes. It’s probably among yours.
The kind of noshing I like to do transcends the usual suspects – you know Lays potato chips and mini Snickers bars. Instead, I like to make noshing an experience, an adventure, an indulgence and a special treat for me or for a few invited guest, s or that special guest – if you know what I mean. Continue reading