Of course I know that there are seasons for food but there are really only a few rules to which I steadfastly stick: Braised short ribs: only after Labor Day. Crawfish: late spring, early summer. Ratatouille: June to fall. And, of course, Gazpacho: Late summer. Throw in Heirloom...
Wine is an overwhelming topic. Even a simple post like, say, The Best Books for Learning About Wine, may start out straightforward but very quickly can turn mind-bogglingly complex. Here is how it happened this week: One Christmas a friend's awesome husband emailed and asked me what I would...
I am keenly aware that Kale, Quinoa and Herb Salad is unlikely to rope you in. I mean, not like Ooey Gooey Chocolate Brownies or Best Ever Rum Pound Cake (I do have a recipe for that but it calls for boxed cake mix so...
I love bags. Is this a girl thing? I mean, obviously, it is a girl thing because my husband and my son don't love bags, but does every girl love bags? They should. Because bags are pretty. And functional. And they really can make or break an...
It is no small feat to move a family of 5 from New Orleans to London for an entire summer each year. So, once we do it, I am not usually that keen to then leave the city, or even the neighborhood. I wait all year to...
The wine industry, in general, is confusing. I’m all, “White Burgundy? Always Chardonnay – except that it isn’t because Sauvignon de St Bris is in Burgundy and is Sauvignon Blanc.” And you’re all, “What in the world are you talking about? White Burgundy? Is that...
Allrighty then. I'm out of my funk and I vow to stop posting yellow food that is folded over in thirds. Like this. And this. Instead I'm turning over a new leaf. It's a brand new day. I'm lookin' up! Nothing in particular happened...
Can you keep a secret? Promise? Okay. I am really really tired of the beautiful weather in London. This is the second year in a row we've been hit with bright blue skies and warm dry weather and that is NOT why I agree to...
My husband, Nick, grew up in the UK, spent summer holidays in France, moved to London after university and spent his 20s and 30s jetting around the continent (referring, of course, to the landlocked mass of Europe that you stumble upon when leaving the island of...
If you are under 45, Republican, or make $100,000 a year, the American philosopher Ram Dass probably doesn't mean much to you. In my life, though, his principle philosophy was invoked on a regular basis. Be Here Now. One of my earliest...
The school year ends and we are on a plane before the janitor turns off the lights. Sure, we love New Orleans but both Nick and I have itchy feet and come the end of May our suitcases are talking to us. For two...
In London on June 27th the sun will rise at 4:45 am and set at 9:22pm. That same day will see the start of one of the most famous tennis tournaments in the world, Wimbledon, and from sun up to sun down the city will be...