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I just got back from another epic Labor Day weekend at Camp No Counselors—the amazing organization that allows adults to once again participate in talent shows, tubing, and cabin trickery. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel like a shell of a human being after so many sporty activities, Woodstock theme parties and attempts at sleeping two people on the bottom bunk. Thanks to the latter, range of motion in my neck is at an awkward 90 degrees. And despite the intermittent Liquiteria juices to help us power through color war, I was very happy to have the remnants of this healthy snack for the bus ride home yesterday.… Continue Reading
This weekend my friend Sarah outlined a few important culinary tasks that she always defers to me as the queen of. The first is salad dressing. The second is scrambled eggs, particularly if part of an elaborate breakfast burrito buffet. I definitely agreed with these two. But if I got a vote on my own cooking clout, I would have to give the third place prize in my repertoire to slaw.
Unlike the first two contenders, slaw sadly doesn’t involve a whole lot of technique. But that doesn’t mean there can’t be creativity.
The inspiration for this broccoli slaw recipe has been kicking around my head for years, ever since I went to Parm, the small sandwich outpost of the Torrisi restaurant empire.… Continue Reading
There are few occasions where being a vegetarian is particularly depressing, and most of them involve social gatherings around a grill. I don’t know from experience of being one. But I have dealt with the annoyances of having to cook for one in less than ideal, carnivorous circumstances like the Fourth of July.
In college, the vegetarians always stood out at a tailgate like the one token bisexual male in a women’s studies seminar. They’d come bearing a package of partially thawed Boca burgers in their book bag and patiently hover by the grill with hungry eyes, waiting for a spot to open up that wasn’t completely contaminated with burger residue.… Continue Reading
Looking back on my years growing up in the kitchen, I have to give a lot of credit to these pan seared scallops as the turning point where I really started to experiment and assert my own tastes.
While my mom was the fish queen, she never really made shellfish. For all those New England summers on Martha’s Vineyard, I don’t think we ever baked clams, shucked oysters, or steamed lobsters at home. Crustaceans just weren’t really her bread and butter in the kitchen (even if the bread and butter came in the form of a mayo-heavy lobster roll).
But my dad and I were all about summer seafood, especially the fried clam rolls at the local fish shop.… Continue Reading
I feel some daughterly Jewish guilt about being out of town for Father’s Day this year. And now that guilt is compounded by the fact that I’m celebrating the holiday virtually with an array of meats that my dad no longer eats. Next year, I’ll be sure to put together a fish and potatoes menu for the modern pescaterian’s Father’s Day. But in the meantime, I’m going to satisfy the cravings of all the stereotypical dads out there who think kale salads are for sissies.… Continue Reading
I may have been the last one of my high school friends to own a pair of Mavi jeans, or to get the memo that cargo pants were no longer cool (for girls, at least), but I do like to think that I was always a trendsetter when it came to food.
When I moved to the city in 3rd grade I had a lot of catching up to do. Those precocious Upper West Side kids were already dipping baby carrots in hummus after school and wearing ripped cut-offs (the 90’s were a roller coaster ride for denim, and I never could keep up).… Continue Reading