March 4, 2011
I’ve been to Venice a handful of times, but only once during Carnival, the annual festival leading up to Lent. It was miserable. It was cold and damp and drizzling. I had just suffered a breakup and yet somehow I ended up in Venice, at Carnival, with the offending party himself. I’m not sure why [...]
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November 2, 2010
Traditional Scottish shortbread was the first recipe I ever clipped from a newspaper. I know it sounds odd because it’s not Italian. But of course that’s precisely why I was drawn to it. To me, everything that was not Italian was exotic–even a basic biscuit with just three main ingredients–butter, flour, and sugar. What drew [...]
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