Nutella was the peanut butter of my childhood. I ate the rich, creamy chocolate-hazelnut spread slathered one-inch-thick in between slices of white bread. I scraped it out of matchbox-sized containers with an accompanying plastic spoon (they were sold in snack packs similar to these). And I...
I was a yogurt-making novice until my first year of marriage. That was 13 years ago. My impetus wasn’t being a Mrs. Nor was I inspired to become more of a homebody because we were living in the English countryside. The culprit was actually an insulated flask I...
Time: 10 minutes, plus 2 hours chilling time Makes: 6 servings As odd as the combination of ingredients in this dish may sound, they actually play very well together. And it's a wonderful, not-so-ordinary, way to use up the bushels of fruit that show up in summer. After...
My first taste of the lychee (also spelled "litchi") fruit came from a can. I can still remember biting into soft, milky white flesh, a sweet floral taste bursting in my mouth. It was definitely love at first bite and it’s stuck with me. When I was...
Some grandmas send their grandchildren books. Some send LEGO's. Others send perhaps a hand-knitted hat or hand-sewn dress. My mom sent my son Marie biscuits. And not just a couple of packages, but 10 of them. Granted my 5 year-old loves these biscuits—he can devour five or six at...
