There’s something magical about a glass of perfectly brewed iced tea on a scorching summer afternoon. Growing up in Georgia, my grandmother’s iced tea was legendary in our neighborhood – sweet but not cloying, aromatic with hints of lemon, and refreshingly cool. What I didn’t realize until culinary school was that her method – steeping … Lire plus
There’s something deeply comforting about starting the day with a warm bowl of porridge—especially when it breaks from the ordinary. The quinoa breakfast porridge I’m sharing today is inspired by my time in Peru, where I first discovered how the ancient grain quinoa could transform morning routines. While traditional Andean cuisines use quinoa primarily in … Lire plus
There’s something magical about summer corn that takes me back to my grandmother’s North Carolina kitchen. She’d stand at the counter, knife in hand, expertly stripping kernels from cobs while telling stories of summers past. “The secret to a memorable corn salad,” she’d say with a wink, “isn’t complicated techniques—it’s letting fresh ingredients speak for … Lire plus
There’s something profoundly comforting about Italian peasant cooking that speaks directly to the soul. Growing up, my nonna would often whip up a white bean and tuna salad when unexpected guests arrived or when summer heat made standing over a stove unthinkable. This dish—known as “Fagioli e Tonno” in Italy—embodies everything I love about Mediterranean … Lire plus
The first time I made Cornell Chicken was during a family reunion in upstate New York. My great-uncle, who’d been grilling this regional specialty since the 1950s, stood beside me as we whisked the simple marinade together. “This recipe came from Cornell University’s farm cooperative program,” he explained, passing down what would become my summer … Lire plus
There’s something magical about breakfast that feels both decadent and nutritious—like you’re treating yourself while doing something good for your body. That’s exactly what my Mason jar protein parfaits deliver. I’ve been making versions of this breakfast since my early days at the Culinary Institute, when I needed something quick between morning classes that would … Lire plus
I can still recall the first time my German grandmother taught me to make Rhubarb Kuchen. Standing beside her in her small kitchen, watching her hands expertly knead the buttery dough, I was mesmerized by the transformation of tart rhubarb into something magical. Today, I’m sharing my modern twist on this cherished memory – a … Lire plus
There’s something magical about classic vinaigrettes that takes me back to my grandmother’s kitchen. As a young chef-in-training, I would watch her hands move with practiced precision as she whisked together simple ingredients that transformed ordinary salads into memorable experiences. Her honey-balsamic vinaigrette was a particular favorite – striking that perfect balance between sharp acidity … Lire plus
There’s something magical about summer stone fruit season that sends my culinary imagination into overdrive. Every year when those first perfectly ripe peaches appear at the farmers market, their sweet perfume announcing their arrival before I even reach the stand, I’m reminded of a revelation I had during my time cooking in northern Italy. I … Lire plus
There’s something almost magical that happens when beef slowly braises in a rich liquid for hours. The transformation from tough cut to fork-tender meat is one of cooking’s greatest pleasures—a testament to patience and traditional technique. When I was apprenticing in northern Italy, my mentor Chef Paolo taught me that true Italian cooking isn’t about … Lire plus