Winter gets on my last good nerve . . . and it was eternal in Virginia this year. But (knock on wood), we’re warming up
My kids don’t bring me flowers for Mother’s Day. Because they know all I really want is a vat of hot, melted cheese and a
The theme for this month’s Carpe Vinum (the wine club I’m part of) was Iron Chef. Our secret ingredient was (cue dramatic music) . .
I live in a house divided . . . by a vegetable. I had no idea rhubarb was so polarizing. And yes, rhubarb is a
Ask my kids what they want for dinner, and the first thing they say is, Fish Tacos!!* The asterisk is silent, but what they mean
Here we are, past the Ides of March, and it snows in Virginia. Again. About 12 flakes. Enough to shutter the schools. I’d better cook