Chaat: It's Just Dis 'n Dat
Chaat, which means "to lick", has been sold on the streets of India "forever", according to Sunseeta Vaswani, author of Easy Indian Cooking. Though the beloved street food may lack historical background,...
Chaat, which means "to lick", has been sold on the streets of India "forever", according to Sunseeta Vaswani, author of Easy Indian Cooking. Though the beloved street food may lack historical background,...
Noodle Tuesday
Every Tuesday evening I go to my favorite noodle shop in the West Village and order a steaming bowl of Tom Yum Bouillabaisse and a glass of Thai red wine. Week after week my order is the same. I crave...
Every Tuesday evening I go to my favorite noodle shop in the West Village and order a steaming bowl of Tom Yum Bouillabaisse and a glass of Thai red wine. Week after week my order is the same. I crave...
One Morning in Mexico
La Doña makes atole every morning from scratch, slowly blending and heating the corn masa, water, vanilla and cinnamon into a thin porridge. She works silently next to her eldest daughter, Chacha, who...
La Doña makes atole every morning from scratch, slowly blending and heating the corn masa, water, vanilla and cinnamon into a thin porridge. She works silently next to her eldest daughter, Chacha, who...
Sunapee
I always knew when we crossed the border from Vermont to New Hampshire, even if I was asleep, which I often was. Dad rolled down his window to pay the fifty-cent toll for the old covered bridge. The cold...
I always knew when we crossed the border from Vermont to New Hampshire, even if I was asleep, which I often was. Dad rolled down his window to pay the fifty-cent toll for the old covered bridge. The cold...
The Evening Garden in Montfort, Provence
I squat by the edge of the garden while Phyllis picks lettuce for our dinner. The soil is dry and crumbly beneath my feet. I feel the sun’s warmth radiating from the smooth slate slabs that have soaked...
I squat by the edge of the garden while Phyllis picks lettuce for our dinner. The soil is dry and crumbly beneath my feet. I feel the sun’s warmth radiating from the smooth slate slabs that have soaked...
Here are a selection of essays I've written over the years, inspired by food, travel, family (mine or others) or sometimes all three. I've been published in Saveur magazine, German Life magazine, on delish.com, starchefs.com, and contributed to the encyclopedia Entertaining from Ancient Rome to the Super Bowl.
