One of my co-workers is an avid vegetable gardener. We were talking about his yard in the suburbs and he mentioned that he was waiting to harvest his chilis. A few months later, he gave me a bag of his produce, dried and ready to be cooked. It was a beautiful bounty and I was [...]

I had no clue why the Chinatown fish store I went to called the fish buttercups but I needed some type of flat fish to replicate the dish we ate while in Amsterdam. It was Michel’s birthday and he had invited his family to visit from the suburbs. We joined them and a few of [...]