Madhur Jaffrey’s Smoky Eggplant (For the Graffi White Pinot Noir)

Or, Let baigans be baigans. I’ve got another wine to pair with food for Raffi and Margaret over at Tuscany Distributors.  This week, it’s the Graffi white Pinot Noir, which has a pleasant, apple-y taste and scent, and a nice crispness when we drank it at about 60 degrees Fahrenheit, which is maybe 20 minutesContinue reading “Madhur Jaffrey’s Smoky Eggplant (For the Graffi White Pinot Noir)”

Mushroom Powder

And its multifarious uses! I adore mushrooms.  I love shiitakes stir-fried with strips of flank steak, I love the earthy funk of fresh morels in cream sauce, I love porcini-and-pea risotto – I even love the unjustly-maligned white button mushroom (which is, you may not be aware, the exact same thing as a brown criminiContinue reading “Mushroom Powder”

ABC Soup: Apples, Butternut Squash, and Chevre

After a recent pizza party, I ended up with a surfeit of goat cheese in my fridge.  One of the many distinct advantages to hosting a pizza party is that when everyone goes home, you’re left with a staggering amount of leftover unused toppings.  All the chopped onion, roasted red peppers, smoked and cured meat,Continue reading “ABC Soup: Apples, Butternut Squash, and Chevre”

Take Me to the Pie-lette

I am but a stranger. I’m not even going to try to convince you that pie is better than cake. I’ll just tell you that no pie-eating nation can ever be permanently vanquished, and that “in our own glad and fortunate country the seasons are known by their respective dominant pies.” We set our clocksContinue reading “Take Me to the Pie-lette”

Essential Stovetop Mac and Cheese

So, with the onset of the colder months, like I’ve been saying, I think it’s time to hunker down.  The winds of winter are going to slice through the cracks between the wall and the windows, shred through your clothes, and freeze your blood, so you might as well fill yourself with food that keepsContinue reading “Essential Stovetop Mac and Cheese”

Naanakopita: Delicious Pockets of Cross-Cultural Blasphemy

The Whole Foods by my girlfriend’s apartment used to sell Sukhi’s Naanwiches, or at least, the kind she liked – the kind with spinach and potato and tofu.  She’d keep them in her fridge, and hurl one into the oven for dinner if the mood struck her.  I had one, once, and liked it.  IContinue reading “Naanakopita: Delicious Pockets of Cross-Cultural Blasphemy”