Don’t get too excited, this recipe has absolutely nothing to do with either Richard Nixon’s home in California or Saint Clement himself (died AD 99), who was a martyr and the 4th Pope. No, today,we celebrate the birth of... Read More »
On this Valentine's Day, I reflect back to when I first met Patricia, the ideal modern woman, desirable on so many levels: strong, artistic, beautiful, and smart. I placed her high up on a pedestal. And being the saint that I am,... Read More »
Unlike Lincoln, I would never walk a mile to return a penny. And unlike Washington, I would never admit to cutting down a cherry tree. But there are some things about which I cannot tell a lie, and one of them is Sunday Pasta. So... Read More »
When most people think of Germany, they think Autobahn, engineering, and Oktoberfest. I, however, think immediately of my favorite Teutonic Titwillow, Lili von Shtupp (as played by the immortal Madeline Kahn). She remains... Read More »
In the real world, a triathlete runs, swims, and bikes for most of the day. In New York, a triathlete does Physique57, Spins, and shops for most of the day. If you add in 10 miles of power walking in knee highs and a mini skirt,... Read More »
Let us ponder the pistachio: On the menu since the Upper Paleolithic; One of two nuts mentioned in the Bible (no New Yorkers, the other is the almond); Often dyed red, like Twizzlers, for the benefit of our children; So much... Read More »
Once again, I was in an interminable, unnatural, and indecent bind. I did not enjoy the pain. Soft music played in the background as a soft voice commanded me to focus. Yes, this was yoga class. I thought to myself, "But I am... Read More »
Those Italians have a different word for everything. And in the case of mint, as in the herb, it's menta. Those same Italians have also been known to combine pasta with just about everything, so if it grows or breaths or swims... Read More »
a world in tatters riots war recession 'quakes ball of confusion* tomato basil olive oil garlic pepper salt parmigiano spaghetti vino a simple summer pleasure escape share love Check out our wine pairings for... Read More »
I once had a bowl of trofie al pesto for dessert. We were young, carefree, and on the Italian Riviera, Zelda and I. We wandered into a trattoria. It could have been any trattoria in Liguria. The pasta arrived at the table. I can... Read More »
