Wandering through the Farmers Market, touching, smelling and delighting over all of nature’s spring offerings is but a distant memory.
We have no less than another 6 – 8 weeks before the good stuff starts to arrive.
I had (foolishly) thought that perhaps we would make it through this “winter” without anymore blustery days… Ridiculous I know, but a girl can dream.
This is the time of year when I start yearning for the heat of summer. I want sand between my toes, the sounds of the waves crashing and the cry of the seagulls to fill my ears.
Although this winter doesn’t even begin to compare to the apocalyptic snowfalls we endured last year and all things considered I really have no right to complain; it is cold and gloomy, windy and gray.
Try as I might to summon the sunshine, a bit of citrus will have to do and for this girl it comes in the form of a tart.
Picture it… Ohio, early 1980’s. A girl and her Momma, glued to the television watching movie stars walk the red carpet. We used to watch the Oscars as if it were a runway show during fashion week. I feigned interest in the actual awards part of the show, but to be perfectly honest I didn’t really care who won “Best Picture”. My Mom was letting me stay up past my bedtime and that was award enough for me.
I have friends who host elaborate Oscar parties and I must admit the thought of it has crossed my mind on more than a few occasions, but considering the size of my shoebox apartment it doesn’t seem to be an option this year.
However, just because I won’t be hosting a gathering doesn’t mean I can’t make some good party food…
I tried to keep it fairly simple, with options that could be served warm or at room temperature. These can also be transported fairly easily if you are a guest bringing a little something to the festivities.
With Valentine’s Day upon us, I wanted to do a special drink for those of us who will not be amongst the throngs of people in crowded restaurants with overpriced dinners and less than stellar prix fixe menus.
I had been given a jar of hibiscus flowers in syrup as a sample at a food show and I’ve been dying to try them out in something, but I needed to exercise restraint and wait for just the right thing… Well friends, today is the day!
Italian Wedding Soup. Just the name evokes thoughts of over-the-top Italian affairs, with miles of food and a Venetian hour that would make any diabetic go into a sugar coma just from looking at it.
Italian weddings in New York are a sight to be seen. If you’ve ever watched “My Sweet Sixteen” or any of the wedding shows, then you are familiar with what I’m talking about.
Everything is over the top, extravagant and then maybe just a little more… I was invited to an event of this magnitude last year and let me tell you, it was AWESOME. They even had someone making cotton candy…