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Well, it’s that “over the meadow and through the woods to grandmother’s house we go” time of year or in my husband’s and my case it’s a “hop a Southwest shuttle, drive the 101, creep along the PCH white cliffs of Big Sur, or meander up the “meadow and woods” of the Interstate 5.  Yeh, [...]

I love vacations.  Everybody loves vacations.  Some people like to camp out in the mountains or on a riverbed, cooking stew or the ‘catch of the day’ over a campfire.  Others like to sail the high seas and rustle up rations on a butane burner and still others love to stay in four star hotels [...]

As I reviewed previously, I finally found the ‘perfect’ LA burger at The Village Idiot on Melrose, but a friend heard that the “in” burger in LA was now at the Father’s Office bar/restaurant and suggested we try it.  I say “bar,” because when he called to make a reservation, “they” told him that “they” [...]

After my husband and the crew finished their ‘shoot’ in Beaune, we packed and headed for Lyon where the next piece for the Food Network was to be on one of the world’s most famous chefs… Paul Bocuse, the father of nouvelle cuisine. He’s so famous, in fact, that his cooking earned him France’s highest [...]

Summer is here and many Americans will be traveling in Europe on vacation. Beaune, the last walled-in city in France is truly out of an Alexander Dumas novel with worn cobble-stone streets and courtyards. Definitely worth a sleepover. My husband and I had the opportunity to be there not long ago when he produced some [...]

From the “France The Beautiful Cookbook”… “In Provence, where it is called the poor man’s truffle, garlic is the basis of the local cuisine. Braised en chemise (“in a shirt” – in other words, unpeeled), the garlic cloves become soft and creamy making a delicious puree that enhances the flavor of poultry.” Two years ago [...]

THE VILLAGE IDIOT I love hamburgers. Not skimpy, fast food hamburgers, though they have their place… not even those so-called ‘six dollar’ burgers at Carl’s Jr. that drip more sauce than meat juice. When I lived in Manhattan, my non-fast food choices were numerous – each with its own signature ‘taste.’ One favorite was the [...]

Before I tell you about a recent birthday in Napa Valley, I’d like to introduce myself since I neglected to do so when I waxed ‘poetically’ about the hot dog in my maiden essay here. I’m a freelance writer/essayist – transplanted NYer living in LA. I’ve written for TV and film (though mostly employed in [...]

I’ve been accused of being a food snob. But, let me be frank, since I count red dye as a tasty food group, I hardly think I qualify. Don’t get me wrong, I love mussels steamed in ale with herb encrusted croutons or Beluga caviar on toast points or French chef Paul Bocuse’s $85 bowl [...]