An inconvenient blessing in disguise...
If it's possible for words to nourish you, Julia Child's do just that.
"I'm a food writer, and I want to give up Instagram for 40 whole days" — said no one, ever. And yet, here I am.
Pops of juicy blueberries meet fragrant rosemary, tangy citrus, and sweet honey for a less indulgent but equally as delicious scone.
A seafood lovers' slice of heaven...
The concept is simple: thoughtful meals curated with seasonal, locally-sourced food. The best part? It all comes in reusable glass jars inviting New Yorkers to slow down, indulge responsibly, and enjoy every bite.
When I was in France, I experimented with a whole slew of root vegetables. Turnips, celeriac, parsnips, black radishes -- you name it, I roasted it. I also ate my fair share of beets, a nutrient-dense vegetable from the same botanical family as spinach, Swiss chard, and quinoa. Originating in North Africa, beets were once cultivated exclusively … Continue reading 6 ways to eat beets
Is it just me or do you ever learn a new word or idea and then end up hearing it more and more often in conversation or in passing on the street? For the longest time, I brushed off these instances as mere coincidences. However, there is legitimate scientific backing behind it all. Known as Baader-Meinhof, this … Continue reading 7 ways to reduce food waste
If you were to tell me in high school that, after graduating college, I would pack up and move abroad, I would more than likely have laughed in your face. My image of post-graduate life involved hole-in-the-wall NYC apartments and cubicles, not working abroad. But I suppose life can surprise you when you'd least expect it because, as … Continue reading 10 things France has taught me about food
As a little girl, France meant 1 thing: Paris. Outside of glowing images of the Eiffel Tower, bustling bistros, and baguette, I'll admit I knew very little. My horizons were broadened once I began studying French in school and even more so when I spent a semester at the Sorbonne. But only since packing my bags … Continue reading a taste of Saint-Malo