seasonal produce

When Sundays meant seasonal produce, wood fires, and a caretaker-cum-gardener-cum-cook who enjoyed feeding both the body and the soul When Sundays meant seasonal produce, wood fires, and a…

EACH MONDAY, from late July through September, I preserve tomatoes. In the thick of the season, I go through about 400 pounds a week. I boil them down into ketchup, and marinara…

IT WAS RATATOUILLE, the southern-French compote of eggplant, tomatoes, zucchini, onions and peppers, that taught me the meaning of “umami.” I didn’t know the word as a 10-year-old…

I HATE GOING to barbecues,” a vegetarian friend once confided as she poked at flavorless charred zucchini and bell peppers, an obvious afterthought by our host that evening. That’s…

ALL THAT BUZZ A drizzle of honey is optional here. But its sweetness,…

EACH MORNING, just after breakfast, I ask my wife what she wants for dinner. It’s a mostly pointless exercise because nine times out of 10, her answer is the same: Vegetables. She…

WHAT’S NOT TO LOVE about strawberry shortcake? It’s a nostalgic crowd-pleaser, from the hot, flaky biscuit to the clouds of cold whipped cream and the ruby strawberries that tumble…

STICK WITH ME. I’ll get to the soufflés. I’ve been thinking about a scene in “Mad Men” where the lead character, Don Draper, goes to watch his daughter in a school…