Flounder with kale, almonds and preserved lemons

When I was in high school, Dad bought a liquor store, and I became a liquor store employee. Contrary to popular expectations, being a teenager in a liquor store is not a high road to debauchery. I had to be there first thing in the morning to help with beer deliveries, which also meant cleaning…

Hello Shanghai! (let’s talk about eels)

Ah, Shanghai! What can I possibly say about Shanghai? It’s certainly big, but that’s hardly unique in China.  It’s remarkably cool. The old and new architecture is equally gorgeous, though I am partial to the 1930s feel of the old commercial buildings. Shanghai has loads of style, and like a very small handful of cities,…

Yoghurt

Little kids love to cook, and we were no exception. I remember making my very first dish at the age of about four – it was “peanut butter cake,” and consisted of peanut butter, mixed with flour (because, cake) and sugar (because, sugar) and molded into something puck-shaped. To her credit, mom tried it and…

Kale, beef, and quinoa stir fry

So, what did the veggie box bring this week? Two cauliflowers, lots of red and golden beets, a giant celery, and lots of lettuce. I’m getting quite good at this – it’s Wednesday and most of it is gone. Thank God, there’s no more bok choy… We did get another installment of tuscan kale, which…

Almond biscotti tart

      Last weekend was Misa’s fourth time running the Corning Wineglass Marathon. Besides the usual shirt and goodies, they give each runner a little bottle of wine and a wineglass. This was Misa’s fourth time to run it, but because she is allergic to alcohol, the bottle just goes in the cupboard. Just…

Pork and salted bok choy with cold noodles

Today is Saturday, the last day before we get the next giant box of vegetables. We’ve been pretty clever with this week’s haul. We made the Tuscan kale with gnocchi, walnuts and crispy fried salami. Roasted the beets. Cubed and oven roasted the potatoes, which we added to potato-zucchini-leek soup. Beet greens and Swiss chard…

Aunt Clem’s stuffed cabbage

This morning was the Ithaca 5 and 10 run, meaning that you choose either 5 or 10k. Misa and I both ran 10, but they gave me the number bib for the 5k, which means that somewhere around the 45 minute mark, the roadside cheering went from “you’re doing great!” to let’s go already! But…