Lunch hangs waiting to be cooked seaside in Piso Livadi. Whenever Ralph and I are scoping out a beach for the day, we look…

Twenty years ago today, we stood at an altar with our three little girls surrounding us and  promised to love each forever……

a summer of beauty ice cream country church lighter foods radishes came first we lost Molly glorious buttercups lunches the barn the…

While happily retired, the most perfect job in the world found me. I am the Italian Food Artist – a title created…

Ever since seeing the movie Ghost with Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore, I’ve dreamed of using a potter’s wheel. As Patrick guided Demi’s…

Our spectacular summer has left my gardens completely sun-drenched and bursting with tomatoes. Last summer, I planted twenty four tomato plants and harvested a dozen…

pop, pop….pop The sound of pickle jars sealing has the most profound effect on me. I am immediately catapulted back to my girlhood. I’m…

My hands smell like onions and vinegar. Not pleasant, I suppose, but to me it smells like home. It’s pickling season in…

I’ve made a version of this bread since I was a little girl. My mom’s recipe calls for white flour, raisins and a…