Category Archives: making peace with food My family isn’t Greek by heritage, though I would say I was raised in a house that embraced all things Grecian, from art and literature to cuisine. My mom used to read to us from D’Aulaires Book of Greek Myths, something that served me well as an art history major in college. Not only did we […]  The other day I had a roll with salted butter, and it was astonishing. The butter was one of those foil-wrapped butter pats, and it was right out of the fridge cold. At home, I use only unsalted butter and I’m one of those renegades who leaves my butter in a butter dish on the […]  I do not like doing the dishes, and sometimes I feel like it’s all I do. I am a notoriously lousy housekeeper, but I do try to keep the kitchen clean and orderly. As a result of my time away I’ve been doing very little cooking, but still, there are piles of them and as […]  Last week was a tough one, but as the week drew to a close I found some satisfaction and comfort in an unexpected place. I started my week on the 6:40 a.m.Amtrak to New York City and ended Friday on the 3:30 train back home from Washington DC a little worse for wear. It was a […]  Cooking grants you access to a variety of cook’s treats before you send food off to your family or company. These are your reward for standing in the kitchen while everyone else is drinking and scarfing down hor’s d’oeuvres, or finishing their homework. I used to feel guilty about popping some special morsel into my mouth […] |
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