If I was sent to that proverbial island and there was one food I could take, it would be liver mousse. I can hear your collective gasp. Most people are reviled by the stuff, but I call it God’s pudding. It’s slightly sweet and very rich and I could eat it endlessly.
It serves as the…
When I was a child growing up in the Hudson Valley, I used to sit on a rock by the side of our creek, push a fat worm onto a hook, and catch my trout. Then I would fry it in a skillet and eat it for breakfast. It was a normal pattern in my…
I'm in New York this week to visit Grandma P. who is in the hospital, as you've probably gathered by now.
In the past 48 hours, I've spent a good amount of time cleaning out her house, in addition to making her tofu pudding because she won't eat the hospital food. I've also had a few adventures, and…
Also known as... "how to cook a clam."
Word on the street is that my clam digging pictures are freaking you out. I'm sorry to give you the heebie jeebies. But they taste good, I promise. Besides, don't you want to know what to do if someone drops you on an island somewhere and tells you to…
Two days ago, I called my grandmother to ask her about her meatloaf. She has this way of making it that I've never been able to duplicate.
But she didn't answer. She usually answers, or if she can't get to the phone fast enough, she always calls back.
But she didn't call back this time. Maybe she…
I like soft foods. It will serve me well if I have no teeth one day. I like to make my own soft foods whenever possible, the skills will be useful if I'm living off the grid somewhere and I'm toothless.
Or if I'm just living off the grid.
Or just living toothless.
I made homemade cheese the…
When I was at Tulipwood last week, I took a trip to Gilberties Herb Farm with Grandma Pellegrini. She had been talking about this place for many months. Since early winter. She and my great-aunt used to go regularly she told me, they would get up early while it was still cool enough to be…
I’m 34,000 feet in the sky again. I seem to be up here a lot. I’m hoping to have a lull again this summer before I embark on a whole new book that I’m about to write, which will require travel which means many more posts from up here. Did I tell you about the…
I got up at 5:30am for the third part of that rockin Sonoma weekend I had. It was hosted by Alan Campbell, a photographer, hunter, cook, farmer, abalone diver, wine maker... the list goes on. Suffice it to say, I want to be like him.
The plan was to go turkey hunting on his friend Charlie's…