SUMMER IN A JAR

There are certain flavors that arouse to my foraging instincts. Among them is the taste of freshly made black raspberry jam and warm biscuits on summer mornings. This year, perfect wild berries magically appeared at the local farmers’ market before I could get out my bug repellant. I was both delighted and saddened. Now I wouldn't have to gather them myself. That’s good news.

LUNCH AT THE PLAZA

What drives my passion for food? The insatiable desire to recapture my childhood. Most recently the search for simpler pleasures took me to a lunch counter in The Plaza Hotel in mid-town Manhattan. You may be surprised to see the words “lunch counter” and “The Plaza” in the same sentence. So was I.

NAME THAT QUICHE

If you’re tired of letting recipes run your life, this story is for you. It’s a mouthwatering tale that tracks the evolution of a Quiche Lorraine recipe from a Paris kitchen to a suburban high school and ends at Chicago’s French cultural center. You may ask, what is there to change when the recipe consists of a pastry shell, cream, eggs and bacon? More than you might imagine.

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