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Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

A friend of mine recently called my attention to the Nora Sagal version of “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” featured in the movie Monument Men. It’s a beautiful version, and her husky voice suits the slow acapella arrangement. However, the definitive for me will always be Judy Garland’s original from Meet Me in St. … Continue reading

Women in the Kitchen: A Reflection

This is a freewrite I wrote on January 26, 2013, with the intention of posting it on this blog; and then archived it because I thought it needed more research and work. But in the spirit of writing with fewer hangups, I’ll be posting more pieces that I intended to make into longer essays (and … Continue reading

Reflections on Thanksgiving, 2011

Reflections on Thanksgiving, 2011

Straddling a small suitcase that just fit under the seat in front of me, full of prepped food on a packed Chinatown bus to Baltimore, the day before Thanksgiving. The same suitcase taken back to NYC, now filled with leftovers and food gifts from Florida. A grown Swedish man carving his first turkey, after learning … Continue reading

About Retrieving Hestia

In Greek mythology, Hestia’s domain is the hearth: the still point, the fire, the center of the home. Though her stories are few, she was beloved in every public space and private home in the ancient Greek world. Her domain grew to include the activities performed in the hearth, namely cooking. She protected those who … Continue reading

Cooking with Girl Power

A few words about last night’s Top Chef All-Stars Episode: The girls left (Antonia and Tiffany) take the win for the Quickfire Challenge, a challenge about consistency. The boys (Richard and Mike) have sour grapes, as Antonia says, about the girls’ win. Mike even goes so far to say, “if I had to make their … Continue reading

Retracing Roots

Watching Top Chef All-Stars last night rang so true to what I’m attempting to capture in this blog: the relationship between heritage and family on food, home, and love. I felt a twinge when the contestants were challenged to cook from their heritage, their genealogies having been researched for them. And I cried when the … Continue reading

The Kitchen

Why is that my happiest childhood memories seem to revolve around the home where we had the largest, brightest kitchen? Well, maybe not the largest, brightest one – the one in Florida was larger and brighter. But this one was homiest. Perhaps it was the yellow and white tinge of the wallpaper. The windows that … Continue reading