Massaged Kale Salad With Cherries, Pistachios & Grilled Flank Steak

Happy Monday, folks! My husband, Peter, is in the house today writing some words about salad. I really love this human, and I hope you do too. But, not too much. He’s mine. Alright, I’ll chill out. Here’s some words on vegetables… 

I come from a family of salad skeptics. Sure, we’d have lettuce or vegetables as a side with dinner. Maybe it’d even include salad dressing with questionable expiration dates from my parent’s fridge. But the concept of a salad as a main course was a foreign one. The closest we got was a kale-mashed potato-sausage mash-up that I hated as a kid, however, older me is kicking younger me for missing out on that treasure. That diddy was of course made and served by my mom. My dad falls into the camp of “suspicious of anything green”. To this day, when it comes to vegetables, getting my father to eat his broccoli is a bib and a highchair away from my mother trying to airplane it into his mouth. So, salad as dinner? No. […]

Rustic Beef, Tomato & Cabbage Stew

There are few things I find more satisfying than a bowl of soup!

In the same vein, there are few things I find more dissatisfying than coming home to a sad, random, slightly bare and slightly rotten fridge. You know the kind. Maybe you go away for a weekend, and then Monday evening rolls around. You open up your fridge to discover a couple of carrots, an egg carton with one whole egg and six egg shells (whoops), half a cabbage, and a Tupperware full of  already-dressed, already-soggy salad. This feels bad. This feels confrontational. Your fridge doesn’t seem to get that you are hungry and you need it to go to the store for you. You’re tired. You’re hungry. You’re in no mood for grocery shopping. You protest by eating half a jar of pickles. […]

Slow-Cooker Margarita Beef

Margarita Beef isn’t like Margherita Pizza.

You know that moment when you’re thinking, “Oh, Gosh–what glorious fusion! They’ve finally combined my favorite alcoholic beverage with my favorite slab of carbs and cheese!! Praise Cheese-us!” But, no. They didn’t figure out how to infuse your pizza with a fishbowl marg. Turns out Margherita Pizza was named after a queen and not after tequila. No one’s getting drunk off of pizza. Put your shirt back down. No one is going to lick that salt off your belly-button now. But, I appreciate your enthusiasm to make pizza-body-shots a thing. You can reply with at least twelve sad face emojis if need be. I get your disappointment. But, fear not. Cue up your emoji keyboard and get ready to fire a Spanish Dancer, because I basically slow-cooked this beef in an actual cocktail. […]

Tropical Rock Shrimp Ceviche With Pineapple, Mango & Lime

So, Summer. It’s a thing that’s happening. Also, sweating. Schvitzing. Glistening. Whatever word we’re supposed to use to describe a sweaty mess with frizzy bangs. That’s happening. I’ve also managed to adopt a summery attitude–meaning, don’t make me turn on my oven when it’s 90 degrees outside, K-thaaanks. Let’s just eat cold stuff. Maybe only popsicles for the next three months? Sure, we’ll get malnourished, but gosh darnit if we won’t keep cool. Probably a bad idea. Back to the drawing board…

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