A Love Letter to My Knife

A Love Letter to My Knife

I got interested in food somewhere in the early- to mid- nineties. I’d just graduated from University, and finally had a job and a place of my own. I had a fiance and, later, husband. I was an adult. I had a very close-knit group Read more

Cooking by Laptop

Cooking by Laptop

In my house growing up, pepper was considered exotic. I remember clearly the first time I got my dad to eat a Caesar salad. It was a huge victory. Suffice to say, I descend from very unadventurous palates. My mom left  her German/Russian Mennonite home Read more