You spoil me. Always, I ask a question and you return with answers that make me smile and laugh and peek at my phone at inopportune moments through the day. I feel greedy for your stories. It’s great to hear about your tools, and it’s even better to hear about how you love them. Where…
apple celeriac soup
This is not the first time I have been inspired by a celeriac root. It wasn’t just the soup. It was the day. And although the day was filled with all sorts of other agenda items, this celeriac root was hanging out around my thoughts like a muse. If I am to be entirely honest,…
roasted baby vegetables
Well, I’m sorry to say… Sadie’s been a bit at it again. In the mix with all of her wonderful Sadie things, there are constant demands, and there is foot stomping, and there are more demands. I just don’t know how to help that girl out these days. Last night, after being whisked away from…
turkish celeriac remoulade
I am grateful for the inner beauty of the celeriac. I’m not fooled by that leather jacket- I know that inside it is delicate and silky, fancy and French, scented like heaven. In the fall, I made soups and stews, and I admired the sensual topography of the noble root on my counter top. But…
whipped mashed potatoes with celery root
How is everyone today? Yeah, we’re okay too. Joey’s well enough to be silkscreening off site, so I’m holding down the fort, slowly cleaning up the glorious mess that was the holiday. The girls are fighting, and I’m realizing that might be sort of my fault, because all they have had today is leftover dessert….
Occasionally I teach workshops, and I have one coming up this fall. Join me and stellar novelist 