|Feeling pretty royal on our vacation along the River Rhine - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
Monday, December 9, 2013
You probably already saw a bit of the whirlwind trip we took in early November over Twitter -- we literally hopped aboard a river ship and cruised our way along the Rhine River, through Germany and France. Incredible, right? We were long overdue for a big vacation, and it was a reminder of why a bit of an adventure, even an easy, well-organized one, is a good thing. It had been a stressful, hectic year, and one of the most welcome things about this trip was the fact that we were fully taken care of -- one of the big draws of cruise vacations -- and when it comes to starting a vacation off right, being able to indulge in being looked after is such a glorious thing. And this was one trip where we weren't shy about saying we liked eating on the ship -- honestly, can you beat the view??
Monday, December 2, 2013
There are few ultimate truths in this world, but one truth can be held high, like a great, holy beacon: Food Tastes Better When It's On Fries. Seriously, I'm pretty sure it's carved in stone somewhere or in some obscure religious text. We're getting into the serious days of fall and we're enjoying our soups and stews -- how about putting some of that beef stew over a pile of crispy fries? Brilliant, I know. Meet the Stoofvlees.
|Big pile o' food, Belgian-style - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
Monday, November 25, 2013
(Also published on Honest Cooking, for my column, Sense Memory) I’ve seen friends doing daily postings on social media, listing things they are grateful for during the month of November. And why shouldn’t they? It is, after all, the traditional American holiday to give thanks. Our month of thanks started a little earlier, in the waning days of October, when I learned to be very thankful for, of all things, meatballs.
|Happy Meatballsgiving, all ten pounds of it! - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
Monday, November 18, 2013
Autumn never fails to catch me by surprise every year. Even though we're in the thick of it, Thanksgiving is upon us, I'm still like Keanu Reeves in The Matrix going: Whoa... It still feels like only yesterday, we were sweating through the last weeks of summer, noticing the early notes of fall starting to change the colors of leaves, and like a sledgehammer on the noggin' -- you're frantically trying to get the heater to work and desperate to find those sweaters you hid away when summer hit. I'm sure I'm not the only one -- even our food seems to be in an odd, out-of-sorts middle ground, as we had some long-lingering stone fruit and leftover berry jam from the sweltering days of July. I found myself looking in the fridge and freezer, realizing the last bites of summer were still staring at me, right in the face.
|Preserved summer - blueberry ice cream on a cold autumn day - Photo by Wasabi Prime|