Friday, December 3, 2010 at 4:00AM By Craig Deppe
There is, arguably, no more ubiquitous or frustrating ingredient in all of savory cuisine than the onion. (We must not forget garlic, but that is a story for another day.)
Every cook knows that the never-ending demand for onions can bring one to tears…Yes, I said it.
Thursday, December 2, 2010 at 4:00AM 
Deep in the heart of the Bayou, lived my third cousin, Cleo. A sweet, gracious southern woman who could talk a mile a minute with a steady drawl. Cleo lived in Lafayette, Louisiana, in a community where food and cooking come from the heart.
The women spent most of their time talking about food, exchanging recipes and collecting cookbooks. The food, just like the lifestyle, was everything you would expect from a small, southern town in Louisiana…a unique blend of cultures and traditions.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010 at 4:00AM 
By Lori Powell
Not sure if Kale is on your hit list, but it should be! This cruciferous dark veggie is one of the healthiest around; so delicious, smoky and with such an appealing texture, you should try it if you haven’t already.
Forget how good it tastes – it has so many health perks that you can’t lose by consuming it. Kale has anti-cancer health benefits and cholesterol-lowering properties, to name a few.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010 at 4:00AM 
As promised, this week is all about the season, and there’s nothing like a steaming cup of cocoa to make the impending winter feel cozy and snug instead of bah humbug. Here are a few of the best hot chocolate recipes, traditional and not so, that I’ve collected along the way. No matter your brew of choice, the homemade marshmallows are a must try and pair perfectly with every variety of hot chocolate.
Monday, November 29, 2010 at 4:00AM 
By Sandy Hu
As kids, David and Chris could scarf down their weight in latkes. Fortunately, Aunt Carol would just make more.
Carol is my dear friend and former co-worker. We worked on the same magazine at Scholastic in New York City and now we both live in San Francisco. Every Hanukkah, Carol would invite us to dinner. We’d get off the elevator on her floor and follow our noses – the irresistible aromas of pot roast simmering would beckon us to her door.