Sunday, August 8, 2010
One of the happiest memories of my childhood is making bread with my grandmother. She baked often in her busy farm-style kitchen, and had virtually unlimited patience for little hands helping with the day’s culinary activities. Maybe because of this I started baking this bread in the days after Julia was born, and I’ve made […]
Thursday, August 5, 2010
I recently bonded with my new friend Visnja over the issue of candlelight, or rather the lack of it on a restaurant table. We were dining with our partners at a small, lovely place in the West Village –excellent food, great service, a pretty room with crisp yet cozy decor, and, well, bare tables. Visnja […]