In my family, I am always tasked with corn-husking duties. And I can't say that I mind it. There's something so satisfying about peeling back the husks. But the silks are another story. They get all over the floor and...
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A break from the usual routine. Isn’t that what we all love about summer? Whether or not we’ve got a scheduled vacation in the works, summer invites us to let our hair down and make way for fun and games....
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I love living in New York City, but one of my frequent laments is not having any outdoor space. I crave even a small balcony on which to plant a grill. Grilling is just such an easy, delicious way to...
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I have been invited to a press luncheon at a fancy restaurant here in New York City. This is a rare occasion for me- I usually skip this kind of thing, preferring the solitude of the kitchen. It will do...
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About a week ago, I received an e-mail chain letter forwarded from my friend, Nan. Here’s how it starts off: Only girlfriends can understand this one. This is a specially formulated diet designed to help women cope with the stress...
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Here in the food department the first question we ask each other on Monday mornings after "How was your weekend?" is "What did you cook?" Two weeks ago Allie's answer was "grilled ramps." ("A little stinky but delicious," was her...
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‘Tis the season, when we crawl out of our four-walled caves and embrace the great outdoors. We turn city parks, front stoops and backyard decks into our living rooms and kitchens. The sky is our roof, the grass is our...
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When my husband and I were on our honeymoon in Italy he used to joke that you could always tell the good restaurants because they had terrible florescent lighting, ugly seats, and a crowd of well-dressed Italians. The picturesque, candlelit...
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If you have no idea what I’m talking about, here’s a quick tutorial: the buckle belongs to a family of colonial-era fruit-based desserts, including the cobbler, the crisp, the Betty and the pandowdy. All of these scrumptious treats are a...
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Twenty years ago this month, I was a freshly minted college grad, ready to take on the world – and my friend El’s mini kettle grill. Much of our free time was spent crouched in an alley in Philadelphia, praying...
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