Though I had been toying with the idea for a little while, the final decision to host a dinner party on my birthday weekend was made only hours before the event itself. I had not thrown a party in a while, and I considered the menu planning and grocery shopping a gift to myself. Had … Continue reading Happy Birthday to Me
On a recent evening, as my sister and I surveyed my mother’s cabinets for the makings of pre-dinner hors d’oeurves to accompany pre-dinner drinks, Greta piped up with an offer to roast some brussels sprouts. Hmmm, brussels sprouts for cocktail hour . . . well, sure, why not? Thanks, Greta! And so Greta set about … Continue reading Pre-Dinner Brussels Sprouts
Leslie Kaufman’s recent NY Times article, “My Sons, the Sous-Chefs”, is inspirational. It describes the results of an experiment, now in its 6-month, requiring each of her sons, ages 14 and 10, to cook dinner for the family once a week. They must decide what they will prepare ahead of time, to allow for mom’s … Continue reading My Daughters, the Sous-Chefs
How about makin’ whoopie pies instead! Seeing the delight on the faces of the loved ones who are the fortunate recipients of these all-grown-up Devil Dogs will bring its own special satisfaction. I used a 2003 Gourmet recipe, and so should you.
There is much to enjoy about Downton Abbey, but Violet, aka Dowager Countess of Grantham, as portrayed by Maggie Smith, is the creme de la creme. Which is what led me to rent The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie for a recent movie-watching evening with “my gerls” (can’t you hear Miss Brodie and her Scottish … Continue reading Dinner with Jean
My mom is a fabulous cook. I just wanted to put that out there before telling you that the pancakes of my youth involved Bisquick. My mom is on her way to Florida right now, else I would have a quick conversation with her to allow her to provide us with some sort of an … Continue reading Bisquick Be Gone
I think I may have been the last person in the country to have read the “Dragon Tattoo” trilogy, and I really can’t believe I waited so long. Being more than a little partial to Jane Austen, I just couldn’t imagine that I’d be captured by a Scandinavian thriller series, involving a heavily pierced and … Continue reading Going Nordic