Ducking Around in the Kitchen

I regret that Peking changed its name to Beijing. My life is full of regrets. The most recent one is betting a bottle of Fernet Branca on the outcome of this year’s NCAA tourney. (My overconfidence has never recovered from the occasion, a couple of years back, when I correctly guessed the finalists, the winner, [...]

Of Love and Lasagna

Since my boyfriend had not seen it, and he’s a self-professed Isabella Rosellini lover, I determined that I must rent “Big Night” for a date night. If you’ve seen it, you know it’s torture to watch it on an empty stomach; if you haven’t, plan on making some Italian food with your sweetie and curling [...]