This recipe is one of my most popular ever . I first made it when I was brand-new as the Spanish Tapas Bar Chef, back in 2011.   My own...

At this very end of 2024, I’m reflecting on, for three years running now, how profoundly blessed I have been to spend December in France....

When my niece Sally was little, she loved for me to tell her about things that we had when we were little, that weren’t around anymore.  ...

Having had a few of what-I-call Crap Moments last week, I was delighted beyond measure to be surprised by a peacock sighting! In my...

Late summer a couple of years ago, I spent a long, very wonderful weekend in Seattle. I rented the sweetest guesthouse close to my dear...

In time ;), I intend to publish my second cookbook, which is titled Angel Food 2nd Edition: Love Made Visible on the Plate.  Until then,...

La Vie en Magenta will always chronicle the precious hours that I spend with my little goddaughter Renata , who is now 5 1/2. The time we...

One of my very favorite spiritual teachers told a story of how powerful it is, to ask the Universe (whomever you call your Source) to...

In time ;), I intend to publish my second cookbook, which is titled Angel Food 2nd Edition: Love Made Visible on the Plate.  Until then,...

In one of my French study courses at the moment, our July topic is Les Jeux Olympiques , which are hosted in France this summer; it’s...

It seems like those two things ought to equal a match made in heaven. For me, they’ve kind of been exactly that. In spring 2007, I took a...

Foto, above, circa 2015, for the 70th birthday of Kip's Toyland at the Original Farmers Market, LA. It was the hottest October day ever,...

Last Friday in our Heroines’ (Lady Writers) Salon, the word sloth was casually uttered. I like this word, and using it as a verb calls to...

In my story Foodsick, I confess that I am happiest when I eat pasta regularly. In my forthcoming cookbook, my department for this type of...

Once upon a time, I fell truly, madly, deeply in love with an Australian man. Andrew and I met not even a week after I’d arrived in...

My mom’s sisters were always my favorite aunties, especially Aunt Sally, for whom my niece is named. Mama’s best friends felt like...

Even before you read this story, notice in the foto above of my espresso in Paris on 23.12.23, that ONE makes the difference. Keep that...

The other week I was having what I call a Melancholy Monday. On Tuesday morning, I journaled alongside a wonderful coffee and croissant,...

A couple weeks ago, I refined one of my last cookbook recipes, for Jamaica Quinoa. In my book, this gorgeous, magenta, hibiscus-infused...

Each morning, I read from a daybook by Alan Cohen. Titled A Deep Breath of Life, it really is just that. I love this book! Even though...