Winter is here and soup is needed. I’m talking about warm and hearty soups. Yes, we need bowls full of flavor and love, sweetness and salt and goodness. Oh look! Here’s one. I kept playing with it until I got it just right for you. We had to eat a few test pots. It’s cool, …
I really like Italian food. According to my mother it’s always been that way. In her womb, I demanded it. When she was pregnant with me, she said, she craved anything with pasta and tomatoes. I believe her. I like tomatoes hot, cold, sliced, diced, stewed, sauced, fried or jammed. They’re comfort food for me. …
I love to cook. That might be obvious. But the inspiration is what changes from dish to dish. This time it was a beautiful image of a green soup in a white bowl. It haunted me. I wanted to make it. I think most people see food and just want to eat it. I …
I love it when a whim turns into something great. I had a few cans of black beans one winter day and felt like making the usual black beans and rice was just not enough. Nope. Not on this particular day. What we needed around here was some soup. Steamy, smokey and flavor packed.
Some ridiculous things happened this week. The temperature dropped to 5 degrees, all the schools and many businesses closed. There was no snow, but the metro-Atlanta area did observe a few cold days. I still have no idea what 5 degrees feels like. I didn’t participate. I too, a native Floridian, paid my respect to …
Fall is in full effect. My air conditioner has officially gone into her off season. There’s no need for the heat just yet either. Now is the right time to get extra cuddly, wear fluffy socks around the house and long pajamas. Those twins Fleece & Flannel have come out of hibernation, where they were …
