"So, 2013, you were hard. I'd appreciate a bit of gentleness in the year to come. I'm hard too, though, so if all you've ...

After a week of meals that looked like and (along with other things that came from oil- and sauce-spotted containers, icing-stickied paper...

Hot cold hot cold hot cold. This has been a very odd winter. For the most part we've had above-freezing temperatures, punctuated by the...

It all started with beer. And beef. No, this isn't a wayward tale that begins in a pub and finishes with me communing with a herd of Way...

If necessity is the mother of invention then, leftover food is the mother of...well...different food. It's winter and I cocoon in the wa...

The thing about foodblogging--or many other types of blogging, I suppose--is it's quite a solitary endeavour. I sit here, alone, in my ...

Apologies to those who are looking for one of my usual life-based missives. The fact is said life, such as it is, has taken over and I'v...

My liquor cubby betrays me. Friends' collections of wines and scotches are on show. Some have bar selections that allows them to live o...

Tag-ine. You’re it. Sorry. I couldn’t resist. There was one rule for the potluck: bring something from a cuisine from which you normally don...

I love retreating to my kitchen at any point in the year, but in mid-winter's depths, it's particularly satsifying. Even in a wint...

I asked Santa for a slow cooker. My thinking, of course, was since I'm doing more pot lucks where I can neither pop home to get my prep...

School's back in, the weather's turned cold and sniffles are everywhere. Add the current H1N1 meme to the mix and people are queued...

Okay...I know what some of you are thinking...why on Earth would the daughter of an excellent South Indian cook find Steak and Guinness St...

Sometimes I wonder where bland diets come from....not medically-necessitated bland diets, but diets that lack interesting flavours and textu...