Category: Gluten-Free
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Now, with a name like Smoked Aubergine Crush, could this dish really go wrong? It's the most romantic thing I've ever heard a roasted eggplant puree called, and was at least half, if not three-quarters of the reason why I chose to make this for dinner last night (though it was less of a seduction…
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I'm back from a week in the mountains – communing with nature, sleeping under the stars – and have concluded that the Rockies are indeed breathtaking (literally, in some cases). Some of the Wild West lived up to my expectations, some of it still surprised me (the lack of black people, for one). We had…
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It's been quiet around here, I know. It's not that I haven't been blogging, it's that I haven't been eating. People, it's too damn hot. All I can stand to do, besides drinking so much water it's coming out of my ears, is eat a yogurt every now and then, or maybe a graham cracker…
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I have to be honest – my heart wasn't really in my last post. Could you tell? I felt like choosing that recipe was a bit like grasping at straws – I didn't really want to be making it, and once I made it I didn't really want to eat it. Luckily, I was able…
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I imagine that there is nothing more stressful than the first time you cook for your beloved's mother. After all, you are proving yourself in that most elemental of areas – the nourishment of the very child that she fed for so long. That phrasing veers a little too close for comfort to the idea…
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Seeing this recipe printed in the New York Times made me jump with joy (well, really I only sort of leaned forward in my ergonomic office chair and squealed – under my breath – but you get the point). Because if you haven't been to Frankie's Spuntino in Brooklyn or on the Lower East Side…
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Chicken salad always seems to be the most impossibly chic and yet dated thing to eat on a warm day. I imagine monochromatically-dressed ladies sitting daintily at their Upper East Side luncheons, nibbling discreetly from heavy china plates and sipping iced tea from tall, thin glasses. I don't know where I got the impression that…
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If Ben's not around to keep me to the protein, starch and veg division of the dinner plate, I often fall back into the kind of eating I did when I lived alone in France. With no roommates or parents or boyfriends around, a plate of vegetables and a hunk of crusty bread was all…
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I won't blame you if you're asking yourselves whether I'm really serious with this potato salad post. After all, isn't potato salad usually just a bland dollop of something whitish on your plate – highly perishable, flatly greasy and innocuous, nothing special, really? Yes – potato salad, with cold pasta salad trailing it closely, has…
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I might have teased a few readers and friends some posts ago, promising to write the next day about the most amazing chicken recipe I'd made – but then the Tweety Scramble got in the way, and before I knew it it was Friday and people were accusing me of not delivering on the goods.…
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