Food, Memory, Nostalgia
I wrote this piece, which was originally published on Signature , in response to a question about parallels that can be […]
I wrote this piece, which was originally published on Signature , in response to a question about parallels that can be […]
I was preparing to make my favorite apricot tart for dessert tonight when I stopped, as though held back by an
We had a halcyon moment last week, given the deluges of the weeks before and the grey skies and
In a French Kitchen was released in Poland last week (by Wydawnictwo Literackie), and I was in Warsaw over the
I taught an amazing class to the most amazing group of people in amazing Asheville. Let me explain. Asheville has
Ramps, or what the French call l’ail des ours (bear garlic) has sprouted, flowered, and now is settling in as forest ground cover.
It’s school vacation, again. Every six weeks French students have a two week break, and parents adjust. I used
Californians are petrified of bread. Whisper from a displaced Iowan met at Warwick’s book signing “Help. Where can I buy good
By ALEXANDER LOBRANO March 21, 2016 5:05 p.m. ET ON A RECENT Tuesday afternoon, a dozen tiny tartlette crusts in
Asparagus is back, asparagus is back!!! The Loire Valley has done its magic, and bunches of white and green, fat, juicy