After vacation last month and a slow start getting back into the swing of things, these last couple of weeks feel like we're settling back into old routines. Slow mornings aided by snooze buttons (why is it so much harder to get up when it gets chilly out?) later evenings in the office with a salad and extra coffee with PSL syrup. On my commutes I ...
cooking
risotto with peas & crispy prosciutto
So, if you've been around this blog (or on the Internet in general) for more than half a second, I think you just might be familiar with the work of art that is my dear friend Stephanie's i am a food blog. It's got awards galore under its belt; it's home to my favorite Sunday reading. It's always got something unbelievably cute and mini, or else ...
korean soy-braised tofu (dubu jorim)
We’re back! As of an hour ago, Bowl #2 and I are back in our Brooklyn nook, a little tanner, a lot rounder, kind of sleepy, and trying to remember what it’s like to be hungry. Before I go nap off our red-eye, I just wanted to drop in a little hello and a note that I have a guest post up this morning on With Food + Love! Sherrie’s blog is a ...
kimchi & bulgogi nachos
So here's what happens when you live with someone who is usually indifferent to food. You'll go for weeks racking your brain for what to make for dinner or what to post on your blog, procrastinating at work by making lists and going down Pinterest rabbit holes, feeling generally uninspired ... and then one day, as you're drifting off to sleep, ...
grilled peach & burrata salad
The first time I had burrata was just a few months ago, at this little shindig. It was served over stone fruit in a salad that inspired this one, and it blew my mind. Burrata is like a present but the present is wrapped in a present -- it's more like two cheeses in one, a thin, supple pouch of fresh mozzarella that holds soft, creamy ricotta-like ...
meyer lemon ricotta pancakes, with chamomile whipped cream
I kind of think any day that begins with homemade pancakes is bound to be a good one. Our Fourth of July began with these. There was no work for either of us (a real rarity for Bowl #2), no grand cookout plans or things that needed doing, just a quiet, rainy day with these pancakes, video games, and the glorious return of the fireworks to the East ...
potstickers, three ways
According to my mother, ours is a wonton household. I grew up watching my parents deftly fold armies of plump little wonton soldiers at the kitchen table, watching my mother boil plate after plate of them, slurping copious bowls of soup, and, if I was lucky, crunching into a panful of fried wontons on a special occasion. But when it came to ...
fig, ricotta, & honey tartines
Once upon a time, a miniature version of me hated cheese. Right? I know. I don't know. Somehow I went through an addled childhood as an outspoken enemy of cheese, picking shreds of it out of salads, scraping it off lasagna, and generally living a deprived existence. (And then one day I ate a Kraft single at a friend's house, and the next thing ...
salmon en papillote
My mom makes a killer pan-seared salmon. I don't know whether I've devoted any time yet here to my mother and her cooking, which is honestly a travesty, since she's one of the best cooks I know. In that je-ne-sais-quoi Asian mother way, with no recipes or measuring cups in sight, just an unflappable fearlessness and an apparent instinct in the ...
rosemary, almond, & white chocolate chip cookies
A couple of weeks ago, Bowl #2 and I made a little move to a new place just across the street, scooting into our friends' apartment after they moved uptown for grad school. Adjusting to this apartment so far has been, for lack of a better simile, like taming a giddy, unrestrained crush. So much light! So many shelves! So clean! So new! CLOSETS! ...