September 18, 2012
I’m pretty sure I have more olive oil than blood running through my veins. I cook with it and consume it every day; in fact, it is in the biscotto on which I am munching at this very moment. And yet I find the whole subject of olive oil confusing, not to mention disheartening these [...]
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August 23, 2012
Right now, across the country, farmers’ market stalls are teeming with tomatoes. Fat, lopsided heirlooms, green-striped zebras, shiny round cherries, and plump Romas among them. When it’s tomato season I eat them every day. Every day. I make tomato salad, with or without mozzarella. I put them on pizza and poke them into focaccia. I [...]
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