Hello heat wave. Here in New York, we’ve got those 3 H’s in town. Hazy, Hot and Humid. When they’re around, the last thing I want to do is cook. But a girl (and her boyfriend) has got to eat. … Continue reading
We are healthy eaters. I mean that in both senses of the phrase. We have big appetites and will rarely say no to food when it’s put in front of us. But we also try to eat healthy. No crazy … Continue reading
I grew up in an Italian house filled with good smells. Mom’s meatballs simmering on the stove Sunday morning and into the afternoon, cooking in the gravy (it’s gravy not sauce) that becomes richer and deeper and tomatier as the … Continue reading