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PIMM’S CUP (REVISED)

Today’s feature is brought to you by what I hope shall become a regular installment on this here blog: Cocktail Math! For years I doggedly struggled with math. I even took two semesters of business calculus during a dark, confusing time of college when I thought I was a business major.  Every Tuesday and Thursday [...]

VOUS ETES SALE, AND SO ARE YOUR PANTYHOSE!

I have a problem with my plow impulse, that instinct to get ‘er done quick. I’d make a lousy archeologist, always going for the big shovel over the tiny trowel and paintbrush. Although this impulse did make me a good cook on my dad’s fishing boat in Alaska, and got me a job the first [...]

GET YOUR LARDON ON: SALAD LYONNAISE

I was going to wait to share this recipe, since I just wrote about Lyon, but frankly, the lettuce right now is just too good not to make this salad as soon as possible. If you like poached eggs and bacon—and at times beyond breakfast—this is the salad for you. The first time I had a [...]

TO LYON WITH LOVE (+BEET-RICOTTA DUMPLINGS)

When I was 20, I studied for a year in Lyon, France. Now, Paris may be the seat of French culture and all things light and romance, but Lyon is France’s gastronomic capital. You can’t walk a half block through the cobblestoned streets of Vieux Lyon or the more cosmopolitan Presque’île without passing through some [...]

UNO, DOS, TRES: DRESSING FOR THREE

Somewhere around last January I started getting calls, emails, Facebook updates, and whispered announcements at parties. “I’m pregnant” one friend after another informed me, and now I find myself in June with at least 10 friends who just gave birth or who are due this summer. How does this happen? No, I know how it [...]

FANCY HATS AND CORNBREAD STRATA

Until last weekend, I had never attended a fancy hat party. The closest I’d gotten was a general hat party, where I wore a large ski helmet and spent most of the evening trying to avoid people slapping me on the crown as I drank through a hole in the visor. But last Saturday, I [...]

KALE SALAD, JE T’ADORE!

A couple summers ago, my husband and I traveled deep into the heart of Bushwick. For those not familiar with this neighborhood in north Brooklyn, imagine something like Mad Max, but with hipsters trolling the streets instead of punk rock motorcycle gangs. You know you’re almost there when you begin passing the one-story brick warehouses, [...]