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…

On Cherry Bombe’s new cookbook and their International Supper Club from this past weekend.

I was doing so well in getting back to the blogging habit, and then my weekends got busy there in October between visits home and visitors here and a trip up to New York for work, so I’ve been a little distracted from this space. I’m always eager to get back to cooking after a…

Our New Year’s roundup, including some baking from Momofuku Milk Bar.

Happy 2017, my friends! My year started off inauspiciously with my phone suddenly not working, so I have to send it to LG to see if it’s salvageable. (At least my old Razr smartphone is functional so I’m not completely without a phone right now. Here’s hoping it can hang on until August when my…

Sabor de soledad, reminiscing about Pastis edition with open-face croque monsieurs.

Despite the fact that it’s been years since we’ve been there and it’s been well over a year since it closed, every once in a while I still get a craving to go to Pastis. In spite of all of the irritations about the place–the crowds, the rather ridiculous prices, the cramped banquettes and tiny…

02.06.11: dinner (Super Bowl tapas without football–well, American football).

Ours is not a football home so the Super Bowl is not appointment television unless the Eagles happen to find themselves playing in the game, so it’s seldom that you’ll find us gathered around the television to watch the game, even to watch the commercials. That isn’t to say that we don’t celebrate in our…

12.31.10: new year’s eve (Boston, food fests and stomach bugs).

It started out so well: despite being stuck in traffic as we edged out of New York on Thursday morning on the Bolt Bus, we arrived in Boston only an hour late, and we knocked out most of our shopping for Friday night’s dinner at the Trader Joe’s in Cambridge. The plan was to then…

10.02.10: anniversary dinner and a film (french onion soup and The Dreamers–steak frites to come)

  [Editor’s note: this is another joint effort from the two of us, as we each took on a component of this meal. I’ll be taking the first half, while I’ll leave Michael to the steak.]   This all started with an email to Michael during the week–I had been flipping through our recent blog…

10.03.10: anniversary dinner (from Torino to the countryside of Piemonte in one meal, part two).

    Oh, Turin. We were intending to take a day trip to Milan, one of the few plans we had in mind for our otherwise lazy honeymoon. Milan fascinated me, but lovely lovely Diana (I dare you not to go to her B&B’s website and not drool and then make travel plans) said that…

10.03.10: anniversary dinner (from Torino to the countryside of Piemonte in one meal, part one).

Today marks our second wedding anniversary, so we spent this past weekend celebrating it in the best way we know how: through food. Saturday’s dinner was a bit of an epic meal (so much that we both feel compelled to write about it), but last night I wanted to give a nod to where we…

Meditations on the cheese course.

When it comes to entertaining, we usually veer towards smaller groups for a variety of reasons: it’s easier to talk to everyone, it’s much more budget-friendly, and usually you can splurge on better ingredients if you so choose.  Like delicious, delicious cheese.  For whatever reason, though, I never bother to have a cheese plate at…