April 22, 2013
Amazing as it is to me now, I never had the pleasure of eating Mexican food until I was in my 30s. The first time I ever had some guacamole, I was in seventh heaven and wondering where it had been all my life along with tacos, fajitas, enchiladas, refried beans, and any other number [...]
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December 16, 2012
As I’ve mentioned a time or two, breakfast is the most important meal of the day. During the week, Roger and I always eat a healthy cooked breakfast. On the weekends, we like to take it a step further and have a very special breakfast to relax and enjoy without me having to hop up [...]
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I know it’s redundant, but I am an Italian foodie. My two sisters and I grew up in a thoroughly Italian household with a Sicilian mom and a Neopolitan dad—both equally good cooks. My dad and uncle owned a small Italian restaurant together, and it was the place to go for great home style Italian food, including wonderful homemade pizza. My dad has passed on; but, to this day, even if my 80-plus-year-old mom doesn’t know you’re coming, she’ll pull a 5-course meal out of the fridge in no time flat.
