With so much quality candy on hand in my childhood, it must have been inevitable that one or two candy-coated mishaps would occur.
Small, round, multi-colored candies are fraught with confusion for children under age six. “Should I eat it, or should I stuff it up my nose?” they may ask themselves.
My answer to […]
Spending some of my tenderest years exposed daily to German chocolate did influence mightily my sweet tooth. I always thought I’d grow out of my penchant for sugar, but no. Instead, I grew into several sizes beyond my ideal.
I don’t know why I thought I’d […]
Well, I couldn’t let this most food-y of American holidays pass without a mention now, could I?
I will forego pondering what this holiday must mean for descendants of the Native Americans who fed recently-arrived European immigrants so that they would live through the winter, only to result, tragically, in the eventual decimation of rich native […]
Speaking of Germans, I have to credit them for teaching me early the finer points of two essential world foods: pate and chocolate. (I should also thank them for my spouse, a half-German as whole-foodie as I am, but that came later).
I recall the yellow-orange label, velvety smoothness and […]
I blame my father. A hefty Sebastian Cabot of a man, he is unabashedly fond of food. He had a heart attack in his forties. He gave up smoking, but not bouillabaisse or bernaise. […]