persimmon bruschetta

persimmon bruschetta

My friend Heather is in the process of moving from Boise to Los Gatos and normally I’d do an intervention  – siting that she must be temporarily insane to give up the clean air, easy access to mountains and rivers and a bounty of friends for the high cost of...
poached pear and frangipane tart

poached pear and frangipane tart

I didn’t even know how to pronounce it, let alone know what it was but on the glossy pages of the cookbook it looked beautiful, was seasonal and once I figured out that frangipane was a filling made with almonds, butter, sugar and rum – well what’s not to...
the silkiest carrot soup. ever.

the silkiest carrot soup. ever.

There’s a soup swap that we’ve been invited to the last couple of years and while “swap” may sound innocent enough, my husband Devin and I both translate this into “competition”. You can read about how the event works here but...
cranberry margarita

cranberry margarita

I read somewhere once that a good host should always greet their guests at the door with a drink in their hand. That it automatically puts everyone at ease and sets the tone for the evening. This is protocol I can live with. For dinner parties, it’s usually a...