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So I’ve gotten into the Italian thing of having my big milky coffee drink in the morning instead of the afternoon (because, as I learned in “Cooking For Mr. Latte,” one doesn’t want to drink a big milky coffee drink after a big meal like lunch or dinner.) When I was in the habit of…

There was a fight. It was our first meal in the new apartment; the first time, since getting gas, we were going to use our oven and our stove. I planned it perfectly: a comforting Southern meal, based largely on “The Gift of Southern Cooking” by Scott Peacock and the late Edna Lewis, wherein I…
Check out this Salon piece where various food writers discuss their worst meals ever. Then come back here and tell us YOURS!
Hello! I am your host on this, the 7th day of Dornenburg & Page’s virtual book tour. They are promoting their awesome new book “What To Drink With What You Eat” which you can buy by clicking here: When I found out I was playing virtual host to Dornenburg & Page (who are extremely well…

I’ve wrestled with the Calvin Trillin in my head for hours and I have come up with the following conclusion: (1) I can do this post because (a) Calvin Trillin’s “Come Hungry” tour isn’t about giving away secrets it’s about (i) spending time with Calvin Trillin, (ii) having food presented to you without having to…

Let’s write about Al Di La. (That’s what the voice in my head just said as I sat down to do work; I have various projects going, but the voice in my head cares about you, my reader, sitting at your desk desperate to see pictures of food. (How many of you just scroll through…

My dad grew up in Brooklyn and spent his life, one might say, getting out. And now his oldest son (that’s me) has taken the narrative full circle, bringing our gene pool back to where my dad started, where his parents and their parents settled and started life in America (most of them came from…
On The United States of Arugula: “What a great title. And what a useful book.” – Frank Bruni, Diner’s Journal blog “By ‘not so long ago,’ I mean in 1975, roughly the midpoint in the postwar transformation of American gastronomy, a revolution that is the subject of David Kamp’s lively, smart, horrendously titled new book.”…