One of my stomach’s most recent obsessions is the hazelnut. It may not be as famous as the almond or walnut—it’s kind of a dark-horse nut, really—but man, a nicely toasted hazelnut lifts anything it touches up into the realms of extremely del... read more

I've been obsessing over edible floral herbs for awhile now.  I love the unexpected flavor of lavender in tea and ice-cream, but when I came across this recipe for  white chocolate lavender mashed potatoes, I was genuinely delighted and excited to ... read more

When I was in college and still living in the dorms, I got really good at cooking with my little toaster oven and the microwave. Even back then I was pretty smart about my eating choices thanks to my years of training as a classical dancer and my fea... read more

The thing about Valentine’s Day is that most people I know don’t even celebrate it. You’re either over the disgusting consumerism that’s developed, or you’re over love—or both! And anyway, a holiday that purportedly celebrates such an elu... read more

This time of the year always gets me thirsty…for wine that is. Wait, who am I kidding? I am almost always thirsty for wine, but when it's cold, I like to mix it up by drinking some mulled wine. Warm, spiced vino is so delicious and perfect for chil... read more

We all know that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I guilt trip people who try to tell me they don't eat breakfast or are never hungry in the morning. Do yourself a favor, especially before heading out to the slopes, and eat a well-bal... read more

For weeks after the holidays, I crave simplicity in my eating habits … but it’s still nice to eat a hot meal. I easily accomplish both by piling a bunch of chopped vegetables into my cast iron, sweeping them amply with olive oil, salt and pepper,... read more

We are entering a festive season—one of rich, decadent meals that come with a range of accompanying desserts and hours of prep time. Guys, this is not something to complain about—and I promise that’s not what I’m doing. I’m just saying that... read more

My first bánh mì wasn’t a moment of real occasion—it was stuffing my face after the longest workday ever in a dark bar on the north side of Portland. However, not premeditating what I was eating didn’t make it any less magical. For peeps w... read more

When I was young, I remember coming home from school in the winter and opening the front door and getting almost knocked over with the smell of my Mom’s roasted chicken - it’s a smell that can cure all problems and ailments. As I grew up, it was ... read more