I know I promised that even though I have a new job (as editor of Park Slope Patch!) I would keep posting about all the delicious things I’m eating and making.
And I know I haven’t quite come through.
It’s just, well, life is busy. When ...
Hi Folks,
We know it’s been a kind of crazy few months here at bklyn foodie — new look, new contributors, ever-changing content. But thanks to two new developments, we’re going through another change.
I’ve just signed on to be the ...
When you’re in the supermarket, passing by the jams and jellies and peanut butter aisle, you might notice another packaged spread that hails all the way from Italy — Nutella. This hazelnutty spread is a standard in our grocery stores these days. A...
It was a busy end of summer — between getting married, travelling to Mali, and being in two more weddings, I missed several weeks of the McCarren Park Greenmarket. Accordingly, as I wandered farther up north than my daily routine takes me, I was immedia...
Today’s recipe is from Ottolenghi: The Cookbook. His publicists were nice enough to send me a copy, and I immediately earmarked about three-quarters of the book. Ottolenghi apparently has a mission to make cauliflower a more-loved vegetable, so natu...
The Best Thing We Ate — Curried Cauliflower Wrap at S’Nice: It was another hectic, work-filled weekend, filled with leftovers and take-out. Saturday, I managed to sneak out to S’Nice for a sandwich — this wasn’t the most intr...
Money has been tight recently, for all of us, I imagine, and that always leads to questions about what to spend money on. We all have to compromise sometimes, much as we may hate to admit it. For myself, the hardest thing is, as I call it, “happy mea...
Life has been busy. And while I seem to still find the time to make things like bread and butter, it seems there is every day less and less time for experimenting. This week, I had so many plans. I bought five pounds of tomatoes with the intent of making ...
After leaving Italy, I missed it terribly. But when I have a really bad day and need an Italian “fix” to quell my sorrows, I can almost always find something around to remind me of my happy days there. In New York, it is not hard to find amazing...