This is a very belated holiday post, but it’s a recipe that can be made year round! Last year, a Christmas Eve tradition began. As I and two of my wonderful friends are often the only folks left in Brooklyn on this Holiday, we’ve begun spending the whole weekend together. Conveniently, they happen to live next door. Last Christmas Eve, we went to the movies and spent the late part of the evening getting the royal treatment in an empty bar around the corner. The night was cozy and perfect. Read more:
You know those days where everything in your tiny little world seems to stand still for just long enough to take it all in? Those days where you just feel grateful for it all? Saturday was one of those days for me, and it was a simple day too. I woke up, met my cousin for brunch and we enjoyed some delicious poached eggs with herbs and cheese outside on a rare 60 degree day in Brooklyn. We caught up, walked around, did a little shopping, and explored neighborhoods by foot. On our walk, I received a phone call from one of my most favorite people– just to say hello and that he was thinking of me as he biked around where the wind took him on this unbelievably beautiful day. Read more:
I love nights when spontaneity takes over and before you know it you’re sitting down enjoying a big home cooked meal and a million laughs with a few of your closest friends. Sunday was one such night, and I wanted to make something special for the wonderful folks gathered around my table, so I decided to get fancy and break out the truffle oil. I also had a big butternut squash laying around that I had forgotten to include in a veggie roast the other night, so I wanted to figure out a way to incorporate it into the meal. Read more:
I love farro for its texture, specifically the nuttiness it adds to a dish, but I don’t love it for its price tag. It’s also not exactly gluten-free, so it has become an ingredient that I enjoy once in a blue moon when the mood really strikes. Well, the other night the mood struck. As I was walking through the isles of my local market with arugula in my basket, craving something refreshing for dinner, I happened to notice a bag of farro on the shelf. It’s rare that my local market has this delectable grain in stock, so after a bit of brain churning, and a little drooling over fresh herbs that I spotted in a nearby isle, I tossed the farro into my basket. Read more:
I attempted red wine pasta once before and while the dish came out tasty, I found no trace of a red wine flavor when it hit my mouth. Last night, after an afternoon spent browsing for recipes, I decided that I wanted to try this again. I had also accidentally left half a bottle of Malbec open in my kitchen overnight, so I thought I would put it to good use and incorporate it into my meal. After reading many many red wine pasta recipes, I settled on creating my own.