Though I really shouldn’t complain about Sydney’s weather, which is, more often than not, mind-blowingly perfect, today is chilly (which means around 60°F or 15°C) and wet.
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Though I really shouldn’t complain about Sydney’s weather, which is, more often than not, mind-blowingly perfect, today is chilly (which means around 60°F or 15°C) and wet.
Somewhere, in some capacity, everyone knows The Best Banana Bread Recipe Ever or can call upon someone – a grandmother maybe? an elderly neighbor?
We had a really good weekend.
Like every Saturday morning, we went to our neighborhood farmers market
I promise this will be my last Actually Squash Cake-related post (for awhile at least), but I think this deserves it’s own post, don’t you?
The first time I had this dish it almost killed me. It was a hot summer night in Rome. Francesco and I were still in the wooing stage of things, and I was still apt to impress him with my taste for fine whiskey (which I hate) and ability to wander museums for loooong stretches (which I don’t possess)
Beets have a bad reputation. Lots of people associate them with their poor, canned brothers or painful childhood dinners involving Polish grandmothers and ultimatums.
In any small town in the southern Italian region of Puglia, you’ll see groups of teenagers, grandmothers and babies, couples young and old
There’s not much to say about this treat except that it’s dangerous. I first had something like it at a mall in Sydney and immediately tried – and failed – to recreate it
These little suckers are probably my favorite holiday appetizer ever. Even more favorite than these. This was also one of the rare things –
Cherries are in season at my local supermarket. I know that cherries grow in the summer. I know I should really only buy local, seasonal produce.
I left home for Italy at 18. I rented a minuscule one bedroom apartment in the Campo di Marte district of Florence with a friend from high school and we decided ahead of time to stay 5 months.
Growing up, my family did not do Christmas.
As will soon become self evident, I love me some cake.
I don’t know where this love came from, but I know it’s not going away.
Though I mentioned my dad in the about section of this blog, my mom has made a huge impact on my cooking. Which makes for really interesting results considering how different her cooking style –