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Relative Virtuosity.
It’s been unseasonably warm here lately—the kind of weather that teases with hints of spring and makes me think it might be time to start weaning myself away from heavy, rib-sticking winter fare....
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Delayed Gratification.
Last month, I mentioned a mouth-wateringly tempting recipe for a risotto with leeks, peas, and grilled squid, which I would’ve made in a heartbeat if not for the precarious act of keeping my checking...
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Adventurous Palates.
Usually my menus are a little more cohesive. The one below, created last Friday evening for a girls’ night, was a bit disjointed, because I was easily swayed in the grocery store. With seasonal...
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A Shore Thing.
Well, I have to admit, that felt good. During my week at the beach, I squeezed in a little bit of work but managed to enjoy the hot sun and cold Atlantic without interruption, for the most part, at...
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Stew Convert.
With so many recipes, food blogs, cooking magazines and cookbooks in the world, it’s rare that I’ll make something more than once. This seafood stew from the October 2000 issue of Bon Appétit is an...
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Quarterly Meal.
Remember a few weeks ago, when I bemoaned my lack of cooking inspiration and placed the blame on a mid-winter funk? Well, I’m about to confess something (yes, again) that may be damaging to our...
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Maine Meal.
A weekend or two ago, I was passing through D.C. and, as is my new custom, took the opportunity to catch up with a friend over lunch. Strolling through the chi-chi streets of Georgetown, you’d hardly...
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Family Therapy.
Last week marked the fifth anniversary of my father’s death. Part of me can’t believe it’s been five years; the other part of me can’t believe it’s only been five years: It feels like yesterday, and an...
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Family Therapy.
Last week marked the fifth anniversary of my father’s death. Part of me can’t believe it’s been five years; the other part of me can’t believe it’s only been five years: It feels like yesterday, and an...
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