Wow! I’m so excited that the writing contest got such a positive response. As per your votes, Cynthia is the winner with her poem about magical cookies. Her piece was clever and Christmasy, and let’s face it: really lends itself to a sequel. Magic brownies, anyone?
Thank you to everyone for participating – reading your poems was [read more ...]
There is a saying that goes: “When life lays you off, begin writing a book.” Or maybe that’s not it. I do have a penchant for twisting common themes to better fit within the confines of my own life.
Well anyway, I was laid off and I’m writing a book. Since there’s apparently no real work [read more ...]
I had way too much fun reading the submissions for my writing contest. In fact, I made my family listen to them all as we sipped cocoa by the fire on Christmas Eve. Well, except we weren’t sipping cocoa. We were drinking wine, and it wasn’t just the fire making us feel toasty. But still. [read more ...]
If you’ve been keeping up with my entries, you’ve undoubtedly noticed a recurring character named “Chef.” Chef isn’t his real name, although I call him that about 65% of the time. The other 35%, I call him Jared, because that is his name. Jared King is the catering chef at the Time Warner Conference Center, [read more ...]
One of the greatest pleasures in my life is reading New York Magazine. I look forward to my issue every Monday (though since my move in October, I have yet to receive an issue at my new address … I hope my crazy ex-landlord is enjoying the crosswords.) NYMag’s food blog, Grub Street, has a [read more ...]
The mood at work was a little more relaxed than usual yesterday, so as I worked on creating an “international cheese board,” I asked one of the captains to entertain me and tell a Christmas story.
He came up with a great first stanza, and I was so excited about it (he rhymed!) that we wrote [read more ...]
On Wednesday, I forgot my pants.
That is, I forgot my standard-issue checkered chef’s pants. I live in those things – between work and school, I spend more time in uniform than anything else (Including, maybe even, underwear), and I usually have at least one change of clothes on my person at all times (I keep [read more ...]
I am tres excited about this new feature on Food and Writing. Since moving to New York, I’ve been lucky enough to meet some incredible, talented (incredibly talented!) chefs (why isn’t the plural of that word “cheves,” by the way?). I’ve been wanting to share my favorite culinary wonders with you for a long time, [read more ...]
There are a lot of things I’ve done that I swore I never would, and while I find them all to be generally naughtily enjoyable, none is so satisfying, so deeply comforting as eating meat.
I was a vegetarian for seven years, and during that time, I ate tofu, wrote impassioned pieces on both the benefits [read more ...]
When I think about him lately, I think most about the way he’d react when I said something of note. He’d raise his eyebrows and say “No shit!” in a tone that was as if he was saying something else, as if he was saying: “I think that is the most brilliant thing I’ve ever [read more ...]
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