If only “oysters” began with a “b” – “boysters!” Who wouldn’t want Broiled Boysters with Buttery Breadcrumbs? “I want me some Quad-Bs”, we’d all say. Okay, maybe “boysters” is weird. I can accept that, but as much as I love these oysters, I also love alliteration. Perhaps to my dish-naming detriment. Oysters surely are not… Continue Reading
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Fausti Rosso Piceno Fausto 2008
Caro Santo Valentino, Come amo il vino italiano? Lascimi contare i modi. Cominciando con questo Rosso Piceno ho avuto ieri sera. Translation: Dear Saint Valentine, How do I love Italian wine? Let me count the ways. Starting with this Rosso Piceno I had last night. For the record, I could only have come up with… Continue Reading
Turnip Gratin
Tis the season for root vegetables in colder climes (such as ours in New England), and, as such, we are making much use of them here at our house. Last week’s roasted root vegetable pot pie just got polished off (in JR’s lunch) yesterday, in it could be found carrots, parsnips (my, how I love… Continue Reading
So, will it waffle?
Well, hello there. I just wanted to make quick mention that a while back, sometime before the blur of the holidays, I was asked if I’d be interested in working on a guest post for an as-yet-unnamed blog that would tackle one of the greatest questions of human existence. “Will it Waffle?” That’s right, people.… Continue Reading
The Evolution of an Obsession: Oatmeal-Apple Bread
A while back, you may recall, I informed you of my latest obsession (really, it’s only one of many concurrent obsessions, most all of which are foodstuffs), oatmeal with brown sugar, apples, and dried cranberries. This oddly healthy (well, the food itself anyway) preoccupation has manifested itself in yet another form, and that form lends… Continue Reading