Bologna Food Check I don’t miss American style breakfasts, which I rarely ate at home. I have despised cold cereal...
A Sketch of Two Cities I can’t honestly say that it’s the best of times and the worst of times...
Holiday Preamble: This post reflects my annual Christmas desire from my retail days to just lie on a couch with...
Chinotto Dreams When I first saw the word Chinotto on a soda bottle in Le Marche, I assumed it was...
Peace Time Reflection Not many dishes are named after battles. We dine on, after all, Beef Wellington, not Beef Waterloo....
A Feast Of A Film When I wrote about Mapie de Toulouse-Lautrec in the previous post, it struck me that...
Not Sparking Joy Although I collect cookbooks, I am certainly not in the league with other cooking addicts who boast...
Tagliatelle Isn't Everything Emilia Romagna, in case you didn't realize it, is somewhat in Polenta Territory. It is offered in...
Disease on a Tray While researching these Kitchen Detail posts on school lunches — not only in the U.S. but...
The Only Free School Lunch in Europe Last week I discovered that Finland is the only European country to offer...