When you realize there isn’t any Parmesan cheese or mozzarella in the fridge BUT, you thought that there was. The Burrata, brought home from a catering job by Miles just looked like mozz. I remembered a tub of store-bought preshredded Romano cheese languishing in the back of the fridge. And here’s the thing about… View Article

Now and then a new idea hits me–and by new I mean a new way to do a favorite thing. I had a couple dozen clams, and some leftover pasta . While I was headed for Clams Casino, instead here’s what happened: roughly chop some leftover pasta (mine was already tossed in butter, lemon and parsley)…. View Article