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…

Garganelli Aromàtiques, as interpreted from La Pasta Per Als Catalans.

A small part of my cookbook collection comprises books that I’ve gotten while traveling abroad; this started with our honeymoon in Piemonte nearly 12 years ago and has since grown to include several cookbooks on Catalan and Basque cooking. Our most recent trip in 2018 yielded my largest haul in that I got all of…

Lavender-lemon chicken wings, inspired by Rachel Khoo.

When we lived in New Haven, we lived around the corner from the local culinary institution known as Archie Moore’s. We’d go there all the time to have some beer, eat some burgers, and shoot the shit with the bartenders. (Our US congressional representative would hold informal constituent meetings there!) They have a few other…

Lombardy-style pizza with sausage, rosemary, and an egg on top.

As much as I understand Michael’s desire to minimize the amount of heat that we pump into our apartment during the summer, I still can’t help myself from longing for homemade pizza even when it’s hot AF outside. Part of it is a desire to enjoy the bounty of summer on a pizza crust, and…

A blood orange and rosemary Sicilian-style French 75.

I’m sitting here on the first day of Spring at my desk and it feels particularly meaningful this year. Maybe because this winter felt particularly trying, maybe because so much of 2018 tested me and so many people around me in pretty awful ways, but I’m trying to approach this equinox with cautious optimism. At…