On Food, Love, and Artistry

Some people think I’m a food snob because I tend to sigh when they invite me to Cheesecake Factory or Outback for dinner. I know, sighing is a bit passive-aggressive, and I really should learn to be more agreeable. I don’t want to be one of those condescending food people who holds court about the…

AAAIGH! Whaddo I do with all this basil and squash?!

Sick of pesto pasta salad? Me too! That’s why I trolled around for an alternative delivery system for all the pesto I need to make before this weekend, when the temperature’s likely gonna drop way below basil-tolerance parameters. Marché does these tasty little tartines for lunch–which sounds fancy, but is really just an open-faced sandwich…