One of my favorite words is saudade. It’s Portuguese, and is one of those spectacular words that doesn’t really have a translatable equivalent because it’s so loaded. Roughly, it’s a longing for someone
How is it the end of January already? As usual, I’ve been craving something sweet and chocolatey. It must be the cold-as-crap weather we’ve been having today in Chicago. Yesterday
That was terrible. Anyway, today I found a golden beet at the produce market!
One day, I lost a bet to Tony and had to make him a batch of brownies. Still high on an alkaline/raw/plant-based food book binge, I thought: Yes, I will
I’m on a food book binge. I’ve slipped into my eating pants, hunkered down and proceeded to tear through a pile of food-related non-fiction. I finally finished Michael Pollan’s lip-smacking
Is there a more perfect food than the coconut? So tasty and miraculously healthy, it seems like it was placed on this earth by the gods to cure every ailment
I’m on a full-on popsicle-making kick. If you think about it, popsicles are the perfect medium for flavor experimentation: all you need is a blender, molds, and a little inspiration.
I don’t like ice cream. But I love all other manner of frozen treats, including gelato and popsicles. I have taken to upon myself to personally try every frozen yogurt
