If you follow me on instagram, twitter or facebook (and why wouldn’t you be?), you know that I’ve been traveling. But before I left, I made sure I had packable snacks for that looooong flight to Amsterdam. Travel Should Be Fun Aah, travel. Getting there should be half the fun, but often, it’s kind of
Tibetan Tsampa for Spirituality? Have you ever wanted to be a little bit more like the Dalai Lama? More serene, loving, and inspiring to everyone around you? Well, you may have a few thousand hours of meditation to get through first, but on your way, you can try eating the same thing for breakfast.
When you try to answer a question like “What is Minnesota food?” you can make yourself crazy, just trying to sort out where Minnesota cuisine begins and ends. Is it the food of the first wave of immigrants, or the tenth, or do you include the latest? Well, leave it to a native Minnesota chef,
Loving pears can feel like a dance with a cruel temptress. You’ll see one across the crowded produce aisle, all golden and curvy, aglow with sweet promise. But once you get it home, that seductive pear turns out to be mealy, gritty, or just plain flavorless. But because you once had a pear so breathtakingly
Sorghum. Maybe one day it will have the same cultural cachet as Quinoa. Quinoa is right up there with lattes and arugula as a signifier of foodie culture. It’s been a long climb, but that Peruvian grain has been embraced by the gourmets, the health conscious, the vegans, the gluten free. And it is
I love it when I wander into the produce section and stumble onto something really unusual. We always have our stand-by familiar Cavendish bananas, and I like the ubiquitous Gala as much as the next person. But a “witch finger” grape? That kind of jumped out at me. And into my cart. Because anytime you see a beautiful
I’m living the bowl life, these days, as my new book, Great Bowls of Food, has just launched. It’s exciting, as the book has had a nice review in the Star Tribune, I’ve talked about it on the radio, and I have many more TV, radio and podcast appearances lined up. The book features bowls for every
It’s a fun little game to play: Ask yourself about things you’d take to a desert island. If you could only have one book, one record, etc. So think about it, if you had to pick one single food to take to the desert island, what would it be? (And if you could make up
Got squash? It’s that time of year, and I know I have gotten carried away at the Farmer’s Market a time or two. The piles of orange, blue, green and gold squashes are too gorgeous to pass by without grabbing a few choice ones. It’s ok, since I love squash so much. I’ve even devised
Pancakes for breakfast. Just saying it conjures up memories of lazy weekend mornings, with warm syrup and a warm mug in your hand. And holidays past, when having visitors meant making something a little more special than a bowl of cereal. How did cold cereal take over our breakfasts, when making pancakes is so easy?