I’m a child of the 70s, but you would think I grew up during the Depression because I refuse to waste food. People often tell me to just “get rid of it” after I complain about the leftover pie or cake that tempts me during the day. But I can’t. I just refuse. Eat week-old […]
I love going to Tanglewood. It really doesn’t matter who is playing at the western Mass. summer home of the Boston Symphony — although I have a thang for violinist Joshua Bell. It’s all about the picnic on the lawn. Now, this isn’t tailgating. No one throws open the trunk of the Prius, pitches a […]
Years ago, treating Mom at a restaurant on Mother’s Day was a way to get her out of the kitchen. We’d get dressed up in our Easter clothes and sip Shirley Temples while Mom ordered her baked stuffed shrimp or prime rib. But now that the novelty of restaurant dining has gone the way of […]
I’ve had a few kitchen mentors, but Nana has always topped the list. Because not only could she whip up a fabulous meal, Nan also had a knack for arranging flowers and setting a simple, yet beautiful table. She was fussy, but not fussy because, after all, she didn’t have the time. Nana, whom we lost […]