We’re a few weeks into our farmers’ market season here in the Berkshires. We’re in a new location this year, which is a huge deal because the market had packed into the parking lot of the old train station behind town hall for almost 3 decades. This year, we’re at the Great Barrington Fairground, a…
broccoli raab and green garlic quiche
A few weeks ago, I was at a new friend’s house for breakfast. She started to cook, and after a progression of events involving kids and coffee and other distractions resulted in burned butter in the frying pan, she confessed that although she was thrilled to have us over and she loved hosting people, she…
roasted radishes and brocolli raab
Years ago, when Sadie’s hair was toddler-thin and Rosie was remarkable in her resemblance to a potato (I say that lovingly, of course, but anyone will tell you that it was true), I worked as a governess to three girls. I think I’ve told you about them. I don’t know what stories I have told…
broccoli with burrata, pine nuts, and warm anchovy vinaigrette- ish
I had a post all written up for you tonight. I was almost ready to publish it. And then I made dinner. And I changed my mind. Because although you may not have known it, you were here tonight too. So I figured I better tell you about it, just to keep you up to…
broccoli raab crostini
I feel like a kid who can’t talk fast enough to get her own thoughts out. Summer is here, and I’m not quite sure what to do with it. We’re all on different schedules, and I can’t seem to synchronize them in a way that makes sense. My thoughts and moods are moving as fast…
Occasionally I teach workshops, and I have one coming up this fall. Join me and stellar novelist 