~Making the Leap from Louboutin to Le Creuset
Holiday time always meant that when I visited my Bampa’s house, there was a strong likelihood that in addition to the typical stuffing you might find, overflowing with celery, onions, raisins, etc., there would be a small dish of chestnut stuffing for those that might enjoy it. Now, I was a snotty little kid who liked all things processed – Cool Whip, Stove Top and god knows what else and, if I had a time machine, I would go back {Read More}
I discovered a host of memories in my mailbox today – handwritten recipes from my Nana and Bampa’s kitchen. My aunt had come across them recently and was so sweet to send them to me. In an instant, a flood of memories came rushing back – their kitchen, the credenza in the dining room that always held a stack of bananas that needed ripening and my Bampa’s infamous chocolate pie, my small high chair/step stool that sat smack dab in {Read More}
When I was younger, I remember my Aunt Deya helping my Bampa in the kitchen while he was making breakfast. She introduced me to something that I thought was so amazing – that being huevos rancheros. Sadly, she lived in California or you know I would have been pestering her to teach me the recipe on the daily. Lately, I’ve been toying with different styles of cuisine, namely Mexican & Spanish. It was only natural that I attempt something that {Read More}
Growing up, my family would often go to “the cottage” in Old Lyme during the summer. The cottage was a place where I knew that if I walked into the kitchen, more often than not in the morning, my Bampa would be making “fritters.” Now I’ve discussed my issue with anything pancakes before however I never regarded Bampa’s fritters as pancakes. One of my favorite comfort foods that I make is my version of his corn or blueberry fritters. They {Read More}
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