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The Great Cotton Candy Adventure

I had dinner this past Friday with the Feisty Foodie at a super busy, lively, quirky, energetic, fun, eclectic Japanese restaurant, which will remain nameless, because my culinary partner in crime doesn’t care to give away all of her hotspots. Hey. I can respect a woman’s right to a [read more ...]

Sunday Night Fun

The following appeared in this week’s Syracuse City Eagle.
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When you think about it, bars are really funny places. They’re dark and dimly lit, and all too often, not the type of place one really wants to see in the daylight. (Don’t believe me? Remember the movie Coyote Ugly? [read more ...]

I Miss You.

So I’m in New York.I miss you.
I’m probably drinking copious amounts of wine and/or rolling around on the floor, clutching my stomach in ecstasy/pain.(Again, no real difference from my everyday life.)
Manhattan is my culinary Mecca, but I want to knowwhere yours is.Is it New York?Houston?Chicago?Your grandmother’s house?Tell me, tell me, tell me!
(I miss you.)
PS. [read more ...]

I "Break" for Food

One thing I’ll definitely miss about being a college student is that glorious week known as Spring Break. It’s an opportunity to forget about studying, eat yourself silly and do whatever you want – without worrying about ramifications.
… so really, it’s no different than my everyday life. But still, it’s nice to get [read more ...]

Snack Time

I discerned at a very early age that snack time was going to be a problem for me. A big problem.
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In my morning kindergarten class, we’d break midway through for a nutritionally-correct bite, and then continue counting and placing pennies in empty styrofoam egg containers. Or finger painting. Or drawing pictures of [read more ...]

Hey, you.

Yes, you!
What’d ya have for breakfast today?

Food as Muse, Part Two

I had a conversation with a friend a few months ago about writing. More specifically, about food writing. He was curious, he said, as to why some people (okay; he used the term “women,” but I don’t think that’s an entirely fair label) pay so much attention to what they eat and drink – and [read more ...]

A Retraction

I recently wrote a piece in which I claimed that my favorite bar, Al’s Wine and Whiskey, served a panzanella that was garnished with – horror of horrors – shaker parmesan cheese.
Well.
After a (super fun) evening of chat and 74 glasses of Priorat, my new friends and bartenders extraordinaire informed me that the cheese accompanying [read more ...]

Saffron Soup

The following piece will appear in this week’s issue of The Dolphin.
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I recently had my wisdom teeth extracted. It was not fun. The last thing I remember before going under was jabbering to the surgeon about cooking and culinary school. He laughed and mentioned [read more ...]

Food as Muse

I had a conversation with a friend a few months ago about writing. More specifically, about food writing. He was curious, he said, as to why some people (okay; he used the term “women,” but I don’t think that’s an entirely fair label) pay so much attention to what they eat and drink [read more ...]