Had it not been for this global pandemic, my daughter Molly would be headed to Paris this weekend for culinary school. As it is, she is home with me, which is not the worst thing in the world...for me. While she has been admirably upbeat about this indefinite pause in her life, she is also [...]
We can trace nearly all of human history through grain. I know this, and have discussed it at length, because I am currently isolated with a young baker who was supposed to be headed to Paris next week to attend Boulangerie School. Yesterday, she turned some old dried cranberries and an unused bag of prunes [...]
I missed National Daughter’s Day, which is both understandable given the busyness of any ordinary life and appalling considering how important my daughters are to me. While our roles have evolved in magical and mundane ways, they also have remained blessedly constant. In a world full of amazing people. Katherine and Molly always have been [...]
Of course, Molly threw her own 21st birthday party. She'd been waiting to celebrate this day for years. "I just want to be able to go where my family and friends go," she said, having grown up the youngest in both her family and her grade. Saturday night in Minneapolis her friends and family went [...]
It's 3:45 on a Thursday afternoon and I am skidding frantically across my kitchen floor. Various splotches of balsamic vinegar drip down my dress in an undignified pattern, my hair Medusas itself into wild coils and I Can't. Find. The. Salt! I have overbooked myself once again and am simultaneously simmering gyro meat in one [...]
