The time has come, my friends. I’m off to France for four months. I don’t know how often I’ll be able to update while I’m gone, but I’ll take lots of pictures…
Author: emiglia
Soup
I don’t know many families who eat four different kinds of homemade soup on a normal night, not to mention the night before Christmas Eve. We do. My mother, who is my…
Grocery Delivery
At the peak of the dotcom hype, I distinctly remember hearing people ooh and ahh over what was, at the time, a huge innovation: peapod.com. You would simply log on, enter what…
Charlie
I like to pretend I’m some kind of food guru, but the truth is, a year and a half ago, I was trying to no avail to get my mother to give…
Joanna
As something a little different this week, my shout out isn’t to another blog, but to another foodie, my friend Joanna, and the cheese which she thoughtfully gave me for Christmas. As…
Chili
Whoa… I guess I need to ease myself back into this. I’ve had an amazing month, both back at home in New York and in Italy (Milan and Rome). We ate some…
Quesadillas
I just came back home from school for my Christmas vacation. I’m headed to Italy, so there should be some cool new posts coming up. But this isn’t about Italy, or even…
Kirsten’s Home Cooking Adventures
Kirsten’s Home Cooking Adventures is one of those blogs that is almost entirely devoted to recipes… and I’m thankful for it. Whenever I’m not sure what to make for dinner, I head…
Comfort Food
Comfort food means different things to different people. It’s tied to memory, to home. For my father, this means spaghetti and meatballs, like his grandmother, who barely spoke English, used to make….
Pizza
My brother and father would kill me if they knew that this was my excuse for pizza: a few years ago, my father built a pizza oven in our backyard, and it…