In this time of budget cuts and people in terrible need, wasting food is wrong. My mother grew up in France during WW II. She didn't starve but she did quickly learn the value of frugality. I guess she passed on a those values, though avoiding waste...
A sweet friend recently sent me a birthday gift of some books. Cook books. As if I already didn’t have enough. Or did! But that’s a story for another post and a cooler time. For now, let’s just say that cook books are a great tool for the...
The tips of my fingers are sore from minature cuts. My feet feel like blocks of stone. And my back, oy, my back. Don't you love the holidays? Actually, whining aside, this year's season of turning out the party food was easier then in the past, considering...
Sometimes I dream of opening a neighborhood bakery. But right now I have a full time job as a chef. And weekends, when I'm not doing chores with my wife, visiting my mother, or riding my bike, I bake as much as I can. For now, I'm a bakery for a core audience...
Most of you probably heard about a certain cephalopod (or Octopus for you non-science types like my editor, Jonitin). The octopus' name is Paul and he did a good job guessing many of the World Cup game outcomes this year. Talking of the World Cup, I had a...
