It was Julia Child‘s favorite outdoor market in Paris. La Mouffe. Or rue Mouffetard, in the 5th arrondisement. Ancient street, cobblestone-strewn. Romans trod there, and marched, too. In the third century, Legionnaires laid the first rock in the town they called Lutetia Parisiorum. And that thoroughfare stretched all the way to Rome via the modern … More La Mouffe
Miles and miles of endless, empty roads, only the occasional passing freight truck for hours on end, vast open spaces on either side, sagebrush, sand, merciless sunshine, roadrunners darting across the asphalt, jarring hypnotized drivers awake faster than a double Big Jolt. The desert, to the uninitiated, seems barren, lifeless, a place to be gotten … More Cuisine in Arizona’s Sonoran Desert: Cholla Buds
As Notre Dame burned on the night of April 15, 2019, all my memories of Paris converged, accordion-like, folding inward, into that deep place of mine where not much gets in. Sobs, tears, disbelief. History ignited, bursting into flames, before my very eyes. Never mind that history, by its very nature, changes day to day, … More Memory, My Old Friend
Available in Kindle and paperback, distributed by Ingram to nearly all online booksellers. A story of a family, immigration, and farming. And lots of comfort food. From page 247: The Endless Cookie Jar | 247
A sneak preview of the cover of my upcoming book, filled with comfort food and memories, a culinary memoir inspired by my mother-in-law. Cover design by Cathy Gibbons Reedy
I woke up this morning thinking of our plight here in the U.S. vis-a-vis COVID-19. Then, for some reason, the front cover of Edward Steichen’s 1955 book*, The Family of Man, by photographer Edward Steichen, popped up from some vast repository in my memory library: Steichen said the people “looked at the pictures, and … More We are All Interconnected, We are the “Family of Man”*: Thoughts on the COVID-19 Response
I’ve been cooking for a long time. And it’s just not fun any more. I used to spend hours cooking, trying new recipes, thrilled to see the joy on people’s faces as they dug into one of my lemon meringue pies or my spin on curried chicken. And I remember when it all started. … More When Cooking is No Longer Fun: The Mental Load of Daily Cooking
