springtime lentil & roasted potato salad

“It is a truth universally acknowledged…” So begins Pride and Prejudice, and while I mean no disrespect to my lady Jane, I feel that her immortal first line–touting, as it does, an early-19th century view of women and marriage–is due for an upgrade. In that spirit, here are some variations that feel a little more relevant to my life…

lemony basil summer squash pasta

Before moving to Atlanta for the summer, I knew very little about the city, despite my parents having lived here for nearly a year. That said, the little I did know has quickly shown itself to be true. Yes, the traffic is mind-boggling bad, to the point where you plan your day around not being on the road between…

lemony garlic kale salad

“In March, the earth remembers its own name.” So begins “Worm Moon” by Mary Oliver, the greatest poet to ever remark on the changing seasons. Here in New York, the earth is slowly, timidly beginning to rediscover itself. The sky — brighter and bluer at seven in the morning than it has been in months —…

curried quinoa with roasted cauliflower

I live in a house of six girls. Six food-savvy, taste-conscious girls who can whip up some candied walnuts, bananas foster, or a darn good casserole anytime you please, but six girls on a just-graduated-college-sized budget nonetheless. The result, then, is this: our house’s spice cupboard is far from shabby–we have the essentials and then…

chickpea & purslane salad

So I guess you could say I’m on this kick of trying green things I’ve never heard of (see fiddlehead ferns). Maybe it’s some post-graduation void I’m trying to fill, some thirst for adventure that I’m finding hard to satisfy within this town that is home, yes, but oh so familiar. Who knows why, but…

the funny fiddlehead fern

Have you ever seen a fiddlehead fern? Spotted them, maybe, at the market or in your natural foods grocery store? Perhaps you’re one of those people I admire who has eaten them and who knows they are simply very young ostrich ferns, foraged in spring before getting a chance to unfurl their fronds. When I…