Life is Complex, Make Dinner Simple

By Marilyn Hunter

At the end of a busy day, the last thing I need is more work. And let’s face it, dinner often feels like work. When I’m feeling uninspired and on the verge of ordering takeout, I make a sandwich. But not just any sandwich, a special dinner-worthy sandwich of ham and Swiss dipped in egg wash and grilled.

If you can manage making grilled cheese, even when you’re tired, you can handle the French version with a fancy name… Croque Monsieur. It’s adored by everyone in my family. We eat the Croque with a simple salad for a delicious bistro-style meal.

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A Fun Dinner Party Lets Guests Play with their Food

My stack, shot with my Blackberry

By Sandy Hu

Steve and I first met Holly and Carlos as we waited in an endless checkout line at a warehouse sale of beautiful, imported Provencal pottery. As we dragged our prized finds in cartons, inching towards the register, we began a conversation that has lasted over many years.

Holly, a calligrapher, and Carlos a judge, aren’t the kind of people we normally run into, our circle of friends being centered around food professionals, PR people and folks in high-tech startups. It was instant affection – we shared a love of things French, travel, kids and cuisine.

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Game On!

By Andrew Hunter

Tickets. Check. Jerseys. Check. Foam Fingers. Check. Stadium Food…. Forget about it.

There’s nothing better than a weekend game, especially when the Lakers and Knicks are playing. But there’s nothing worse than stadium food. Few would argue it’s easier, cheaper and tastier to have your own tailgate party at home. And a classic burger is always on the tailgate party menu for Ben and Nick. Set your kitchen table with your favorite team’s memorabilia and play “Tonight’s Gonna Be a Good Night” to make dinner fun!

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Breakfast Tomatoes – a Winter Indulgence

By Lori Powell

I love roasted tomatoes and think that they are a great accompaniment to most dishes, not only for flavor, but for color. Ever since I had the traditional Irish breakfast in Dublin, I crave a hit of the roasted red.

My dad is a die-hard ketchup lover with eggs, burgers, sandwiches and most things. So as his good daughter, and the only one, I must add, I have followed suit. A little odd to have such gorgeous scrambled free-range chicken eggs (I have my own heirloom chickens) to then enrobe them in the saucy red. Most people would consider that criminal.

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