I like to pickle all year long and this past summer, I was in quite a pickle frenzy. At one point, I had 5 different pickles sitting in my fridge (I'm lazy and refuse to can). My husband was a little peeved about having his...
One of the most common questions I get asked about my cookbook is: “Which one’s your grandma?” My sad reply: “She’s not in there.” I didn’t really know either of my grandmothers. My paternal grandmother, whom I called Oma, (I wrote about her in this post) lived...
Last Labor Day weekend, 60,000 people converged on beautiful San Francisco to attend Slow Food Nation. I was one of them, except I was working behind the scenes at the Taste Pavilions, at of all places, the pickles and chutney booth! The 50,000 square foot pier at Fort...
