Tagliolini with parsley-basil-garlic scape pesto, just in time for summer.

Two years ago, I shared the pasta I served at my brother-in-law’s rehearsal dinner: tagliolini with pistachio-orange pesto, and it feels right to be talking about pesto once again, because who likes making intense tomato sauces once summer hits? (I do, at least when the really good tomatoes start popping up in the market and…

On croque monsieur pizza and finding inspiration in unexpected places.

Inspiration comes from weird places sometimes. While scrolling through Instagram recently I noticed someone trying to pass off something as a croque monsieur that was anything but, and following some stewing over it, I was inspired to dedicate one of our upcoming Friday night pizzas to adapting a croque monsieur to a pie. I’ve written…

Updating our herb garden in the time of coronavirus.

Sometime late last year, most of my herbs went and died on me. Normally, this wouldn’t bug me all that much because I’d simply wait for the Baltimore Herb Festival to get new herbs and start over. Well, thanks to the pandemic, the festival is naturally canceled this year, but the organizers encouraged would-be attendees…

Images from Baltimore, Herb Festival 2018 edition.

I’ll be honest—I wasn’t sure if we were going to go to the Baltimore Herb Festival this year because with my additions to the lineup last year, I kind of thought I was set. But the mint we got outgrew its pot likwhoa, and the black pear pepper plant also outgrew its pot, and then…

An update on my windowsill herb garden.

Welp: it’s finally starting to feel a bit more seasonal. Saturday was the first in ages that hadn’t gone above 70 degrees as the high, which is weird considering we were dancing close to 90 earlier in the week. (I know this personally for a fact because a post-work jaunt across the harbor to Whole…

12.19.09: dinner (almost snowed in).

As you may or not be aware, Elizabeth and I hail from southeastern PA.  Therefore we have family and friends in and around the Philadelphia and up and down the northeast from New Hampshire to DC.  Saturday morning, we were all a buzz amongst ourselves, bracing for the snow to make all other snows feel…