Guatemalan Breakfast;
Cold but No Snow
This winter has been wicked cold at our cabin, a biting 3°F on some mornings, but we’ve had next to no snow. In some ways
This winter has been wicked cold at our cabin, a biting 3°F on some mornings, but we’ve had next to no snow. In some ways
Summer Solstice week, and it finally felt like Spring in the high Sierra. While the days were warmer than during our last trip, we
Accepting the invitation to Thanksgiving dinner at a relative’s home seemed weird—I always cook this meal—but, everyone would be there, so declining would have left
Every time we travel to our cabin, I rouse from drive induced numbness when the Sierra peaks first come into view. It’s difficult to stay alert
A place isn’t home to me until I’ve cooked a meal. We’d gotten up early on a temperate Saturday morning in Los Angeles, packed the
A lanky youth walked into the community room, eyes down, mumbling an incomprehensible reply to my welcome. Then an outgoing, smiling young man bursts in
Tango, Steve’s and my new hobby, has grown into a passion as compelling as my love for cooking. In this first blog post after way
Have you ever tasted roasted vegetables dipped in homemade mayonnaise, crafted with an exquisite extra-virgin olive oil? If not, get shopping and cooking right now
I created this lusty dish last week when my stepson, Ethan Peck, squeezed in a dinner with us before heading to Milan. He stars in