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I have made gnocchi for thirty years. Three decades of practise gives a person a sense of confidence that is rock solid.…

I don’t have an Irish bone in my body but like every other full-blooded Saint Johnner I honour St Paddy’s Day. I remember…

When I originally wrote the menus for what has become ‘Italian by Night’, it was with the assumption that whomever would use my recipes would be doing so in…

It is amazing how critical a team approach is to the success of a restaurant. So many tiny details to see to……

I’m just days away from the opening of Italian by Night and my brain is on overdrive – my body too, if the…

Being called ‘cool’ by people half your age is awesome! Yesterday morning as I was perusing my Twitterfeed I read the tweet “barbbarbbarb I’m excited…

In twelve days, we will serve Italian food at the Urban Deli. Valentine’s Day – the annual highly anticipated evening of love…

Valentine’s Day 1989 was the first time that I cooked for Ralph. We had been dating for nine months, without me so much…

I totally get the whole ‘no other aircraft can be anywhere within a kazillion miles of Air Force One taking off or landing’. However, when…

I love beginnings. The first kiss, opening a book, introductions to strangers, new linen and Mondays… The beginning to a new year…