whatever you worship
This weekend there was a wide green lawn with dozens and dozens of small children, delighting in finding the plastic pastel-colored eggs hidden in the grass. There was a buffet lunch with the family on…
Fruits
the slow pace of neighbors
A knock came on the door. Lu and Danny and I were in the kitchen, whisking flours and making pickling liquid for the pile of vegetables left over at the end of the week. Danny…
fresh figs with soft cheese and balsamic syrup
We’re having so much fun with making these videos that we took the leap. We bought a new camera. Instead of shooting videos gonzo-style, with our iPhones, we now have a new-to-us, slightly used DSLR…
gluten-free strawberry shortcake
I’m in the middle of strawberry swooning season. It happens every year. We wait all year long, patiently, and then not so patiently, for real strawberries to appear at the farmstands here. From the fall…
gluten-free scones
I’ve eaten a lot of bad scones. And I don’t mean gluten-free scones, although I haven’t had much success with them before this week. I mean regular gluten scones, the ones I ate before six…
gluten-free blueberry clafoutis
Words rattle around in my head all the time. Sometimes my brain repeats words that sound good: prestidigitation, mellifluous, voluminous. Other times, my mind worries over names that snake in there: Christianne Amanpour, Shmuley Boteach, Prunella…
apple-fennel slaw
It’s January. Are you dieting yet? You are? Sigh. Let me explain. A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting at a coffee shop, trying to work while Lu was at her little school. I say…
gluten-free date-walnut bars
We can’t seem to stop buying new cookbooks. I mean, after that list of our favorite 12 of 2010, we should be done for a bit. There are plenty of meals to be made in…
gluten-free pistachio-cranberry cookies
As you have probably guessed, I have been baking cookies and more cookies for weeks. Nuts and flours spill on the counter. Lu is frequently reaching for a piece of dried fruit or a chocolate…
gluten-free zucchini bread
We love potlucks in this house. There’s something humble and lovely about a potluck. Sure, dinner parties are great: the day of prepping and anticipation, the smells coming from the kitchen, the moment of lowering the…