For flavor and ease of preparation, we recommend Baked Coconut Shrimp with Curry Mango Sauce.
When the strawberries come into season in Florida, the rest of the country is usually shivering cold.
Oh, the single-person-dinner thing.
In my early 50s, about 10 years ago, I began living alone for the first time in my life when my second child left for college. Always a cook in the category of bountiful, I found myself trolling the frozen food aisles for Stouffer's mac and cheese and Marie Callender's …
Consider it one of life's mysteries: If 60 percent of American households consist of one or two people, why are zucchini sold in packages of four?
Darjeeling and Earl Grey: They conjure images of crustless cucumber sandwiches, quilted cozies that look like pope hats and delicate bone china cups wielded by the dowager countess on Downton Abbey. Tea comes with bag(gage), but in the past couple of years it has taken a steep turn (my last tea pun, promise), …
Sure, we're all trying to lose those pesky 10 or 15 or whatever pounds, but that's no reason to not keep a pint of heavy cream in the refrigerator.
One of the main reasons carnivores love meat is because of its depth of flavor. And the easiest way to magnify that flavor is to brown the meat.
Mon | Bread and salad
Day-old French bread gets a new life in White Bean Panzanella Salad. Cube the bread and set aside. In a large bowl, mix diced tomatoes, sliced cucumbers, cubed fresh mozzarella, chopped basil, a can of rinsed and drained white beans, and a sliced fennel bulb. Add in the …
If you care about such things — if to you Cuban bread is not just what's holding together the meat, pickle and Swiss but a tradition in itself — the story in the newspaper a while back might have made you wistful. At least until you heard the rest.
I've made coconut shrimp in the deep-fryer with satisfying results. But then I have to clean the fryer and figure out what to do with all that oil. Not so fun.
Fifteen years ago, I made the first of what would become thousands of meals for my husband, Philippe. Back then, it was our fifth date, and he was visiting my tiny Parisian apartment for the first time.