For Sunday dinners, we try to make a really big meal in hopes that it will last us several days through the work week ahead. Eating the same meal for three to four days in a row is how we survive the busy school week with two working parents while… read more

About two months ago, I did a terrible deed.  My husband and I were at a house inspection over his lunch break from work.  I did not pack him an archerfriendly lunch with cardamom coconut burfee for dessert.  He was very, very hungry, and we were both pressed for time…. read more

I’m food-grieving right now.  My tolerance for carbohydrates has plunged.  I don’t tolerate carbohydrates well because of a condition I have called reactive hypoglycemia.  I recently got further testing done to find the cause of the reactive hypoglycemia (because that’s what naturopaths do — find the cause):  insulin resistance.  Yes,… read more

I’ll be honest.  My husband won’t eat this for dinner.  It’s too veganly weird for him.  But he eats Wendy’s for lunch, and therefore loses all taste bud cred. If a Texan cowboy cooked vegan food with a barefooted yogi from northern India, they would probably end up with a Tex-Mex chili… read more

When I first met my husband in college, he didn’t like Indian food.  I made sure to note that one on my list of why I shouldn’t date him.  “Doesn’t like Indian food.” One trip to the Indian lunch buffet at India Pavilion was all it took to convert him to… read more

I love Indian food so much that my husband and I included it as part of our wedding festivities five and a half years ago.  When our guests RSVP’d, they had to choose “Traditional” or “Indian” fare instead of the usual beef or fish options.  In place of champagne, everyone was… read more

When I was in college, the family I “mommy-helped” would often receive turnips through their CSA and pass them onto me because they didn’t know what to do with them.  I wasn’t quite sure either since I didn’t grow up eating turnips and didn’t know much about them.  Turnips and… read more

When my husband went to the store recently, I told him to pick out a weird squash for me.  I wanted to cook with a new one and I wanted to be surprised!  My husband came home, announcing that he picked out a “gold hubbard.”  Something about the name of this squash makes it… read more