Somehow, every year, I forget that my favorite season exists until it’s here. You’ll say that’s impossible. That there are only four seasons, and that anyone who can forget one of them…
Category: Fish
Rockport and Fish Cakes
Sometimes, you just get swallowed. It happens to me all the time. I feel like I sit down for a moment, and by the time I look back up, it’s two weeks…
salmon, cream, tagliatelle
I don’t really do Valentine’s Day. I’m not a hater; I don’t want to celebrate Anti-Valentine’s Day, and even when I was single, I had no desire to unite with single girlfriends…
Seafood Saganaki
When my mother says, “She’s cute,” it’s a compliment, but it doesn’t necessarily mean what you think it means. Generally, “She’s cute,” when uttered by my mother, doesn’t mean that the person…
Tuna with Spring Onion
Spring has this way of creeping up on you in Paris… and, for that matter, in New York. Spring of my youth in Manhattan was less of a season and more of…
Zuppa di Pesce
Christmas is a period when most bloggers are updating constantly with cookies, cakes and treats, traditional dishes from their backgrounds, their families, their childhoods. To those of you who have been sending…
Writing musings and tuna fish
Most of the time, I love my job. Sure, I often have to write articles about things that I really, really don’t care about, but I know that if I go to…
Medieval Dinner
Working in Paziols is unlike working anywhere else: at most jobs, you arrive and you know approximately what your day is going to look like–make some calls, finish a project or two,…
Festival Frolicking and Salade Nicoise
I’ve been holding out on you all, and I’m sorry. I have a job at one of the most glamorous events in the world, and I haven’t even posted any pictures of…
Haddock with Roasted Tomato Salsa
When I was growing up, the Childhood BFF and I were inseparable. We met in preschool, and soon enough I was taking weekend refuge at her house–the home of an only child…