This week, I was in North Carolina for work. I stayed in the coastal plains of NC, in an all-American town. By all-American, I mean the only things to eat were carbs and packaged food, and the most popular restaurants were Wendy's, Popeye's, Arby's, and other restaurants whose names are people. Get […]

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Here's a lesson in spousal communication. If you suspect that your significant other doesn't like a particular food, do yourself a huge favor: just ask. If you don't, you mind wind up like me. In the almost three years that D and I have been together, I never once have made brussels […]

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D and I were both very excited at the thought of turkey burgers, but you can't make turkey burgers when the grocery store is out of turkey. hmm.
After a few moments' hesitation about what to make my very hungry and over-studied cohabiter, I settled on mexican. Now, before you get too excited, this […]

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Bet you never thought you'd see "healthy" and "butter" next to each other in the same sentence!
Last night, after heating up some broth for a very sick D., I moseyed back to the kitchen to figure out dinner for myself. The fridge was pretty cleaned out, save some pretty blood oranges, 6 grape tomatoes, […]

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In Italy, antipasti are meant to whet your appetite. (Granted, when I ate out in Italy, my appetite needs little whetting — what with all the whiffs of freshly-made pasta and roasted tomato sauce drifting from the kitchen to my table.) Nonetheless, in Italy, antipasti are simply appetizers, mere preludes to the main dish. In […]

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