When Sean and I were considering menus for this weekend, I gave him the declaration of "I feel like something Labour Day-ish" as my input into the proceedings. I always try to be helpful. My...

I have something to say, but I am unsure as to how I should feel about it. Should I be proud? Ashamed? A bit sheepish, maybe? Luckily, I think we're all friends here, and I can be honest with...

I feel like the kid who comes to school, all big-eyed and sorry, with the story "the dog ate my homework." I wish it wasn't so but here I am, empty-handed, with little excuse but to say that...

I love a good backyard. Don't get me wrong, a front yard is a wonderful thing. A front yard, and specifically a good front porch, is the place to watch the world go by. It is see and be seen...

Thanks to my sis-in-law Rene, for not only hosting the dinner tonight, but also being our photographer. She's especially snazzy. Sorry about this. Really. I know, we were chatting about ...

I am compelled to begin with a disclaimer on this one. In full respect to the efforts of the family, friends and educators of my youth, I was a bright enough child; even if the story that follows might lead you to believe otherwise. When I was less...

November. It's been here for twelve days already, and I've yet to give it the appropriate welcome. You'll find it standing just outside my door, arms laden with luggage full of fallen leaves most likely, softly tap-tap-tapping its foot as its waits...

I won't beat around the bush. Banana Bread Waffles. Think about that for a minute, say the words slowly and out loud so that you get the full effect. Banana Bread Waffles. I know. What could be better, right? Here's the story. Tuesday morning was...

I will never be a great Indian cook. I've been set up to fall short of that goal by being born into a family of great Indian cooks. (If I could, I would double underline the word great right there and surround it with a beatific halo of twinkling,...

Above, the Caramel Apple Pie. Below, A relish so versatile that I might make it year -round; Cranberry Chutney from Clean Food. It's just after lunch on a chilly Sunday and I feel like this is the first moment I've had to collect my thoughts in a...