every bite tells a story, every dish is delish
Posted in In the Kitchen, Let's Cook, Let's Eat, My So-Called Life on Jul 1st, 2008
Lunchtime on the new kitchen bar.
What.
What?
Like I’m the only one trying to build a better Stouffer’s French Bread pizza. Is it just a vain attempt to gourmet-ify and recapture the seemingly weightless bliss of my college snacking days, only to find I created one with more calories? Could I be the only one who [...]
Posted in Chicagoland on Jun 26th, 2008
This AP story of an honorable Chicagoan and deep dish-deprived soldiers brought a little tear to this former Wilmette girl’s eye.
It’s enough to make an uncoordinated girl like me want to join up. Obviously I’d be a worse soldier than Private Benjamin, but…I’m just saying.
ELK GROVE VILLAGE, Ill. - Retired Air Force Sgt. Mark [...]
Posted in Let's Cook, Let's Eat, Let's Get Away, Let's Shop, Uncategorized on Jun 12th, 2008
One night on our Paris trip, we suddenly had the urge to give our expanding middles and narrowing arteries a break from buttery soup and emmenthal cheese. We were wiped that day, with tired feet and little will to scout the perfect bistro. In an odd turn of events, we were ready for [...]
Posted in Let's Eat, My So-Called Life on Apr 14th, 2008
We carpool with my daughter ’s friend Lilly. It’s just two twelve-year olds, but the morning chatter runs from amusing to why didn’t I take that codeine. When you drive to school, you are invisible. You are a pair of hands on the wheel. But you do sprout extra ears, and [...]
Posted in Cleo, Holiday, Lawrence, Let's Eat on Feb 1st, 2008
It’s my husband’s birthday. This is not my husband.
This is Cleo, our passive but noisy lab. Greg - said husband - and I spend a lot of time saying things to each other like “…what’s Cleo barking at?” or “why is she barking now?”
We spend a lot of time saying things like “what’s for dinner?”
“Are [...]
