When I was five I used to stand in front of the mirror and practice my acceptance speeches for when I would someday win an Oscar.
I would generously thank the make-believe people who had got me there, illustrating incredible graciousness for someone my age (did I mention in this fantasy world I was the youngest person to ever win an Oscar?), and laugh humbly (yet wildly endearingly) at the commentator’s questions. Continue reading
Recipe: Summer Penne Pasta Alfredo with Grilled Chicken, Walnuts, and Grapes
You know you’ve had a good vacation when:
- The number of times you ate fried clams exceeded the number of times you wore shoes or underwear.
- Getting another wine spritzer felt like a valid workout.
- You temporarily forgot your email password.
Such was the last week in sweet Ipswich, my own little paradise escape where good friends come for delicious grub, lots of love, and big laughs. Continue reading
Recipe: Jalapeño Margaritas
This past March I was sitting on the precipice of a significant and exiting (and yet not un-risky) career shift. In typical form I had made lists to evaluate and matrices to measure the pros and cons, but in my gut I was still unsure of what to do.
Early one morning while tossing and turning a midst snuggling and snoring dogs oblivious to life’s complexities I decided sleep was not to be retrieved and picked up my phone to get started with the day. Continue reading
Recipe: Roasted Beet Salad with Walnuts, Goat Cheese, and Champagne Vinaigrette
If I’m being totally honest, I’ll confess to you that sometimes I get in a rut. Of not wanting to cook, not wanting to write, not wanting to take pictures of my food.
And then there are those moments when it’s perfect, and easy, and fun, and you find yourself falling back in love with the cooking, the writing, the shooting all over again, as if nothing more had transpired than a fickle lovers quarrel in the middle of the night. Continue reading
Recipe: Arugula with Skinny Caesar Salad Dressing and Grilled Shrimp
My crew is off on an adventure. Or a man-venture as I like to say as it includes all sorts of things my crew likes such as sleeping under the stars, driving across deserts, getting lost, finding lost treasures, and just generally disappearing for a bit.
This leaves me to a week of flying solo. Of shamelessly dancing around to country music, of reading horse fiction for hours, of eating eggs morning, noon, and night. Continue reading
Recipe: Chicken Pan Sauce with White Wine and Shallots
Happy Mother’s Day to all those fabulous Mamas out there, most of all….mine! For those of you regular readers of Shut Up & Cook, you know that Marnie…aka Marnie Poppins is a regular addition in the kitchen, be it here in Seattle or back in my childhood home of Ipswich, Massachusetts.
In addition to all those Mom Skills she has (such as the ability to actually fold fitted sheets) she is an exquisite cook, pulling together delicious meals with seeming effortlessness, all the while offering sage life advice. Continue reading
Recipe: Caramelized Bananas with Caramel Sauce served over Toasted Pound Cake
Growing up I was never much one for camp. I happily spent my summers at the farm, mucking stalls and bringing in the mares, earning a daily lesson on one of the saint school horses that lived in the far barn.
Recipe: Artichoke and Goat Cheese Phyllo Appetizer
Seattle is a city of foodies. There are chefs, restauranteurs, mixologists, farm-to-table growers, distillers, and of course, lots and lots of food bloggers. We see each other at events, bump elbows at restaurant openings, perhaps trade tips and secrets with a few, but for the most part, we exist in our own independent orbits. Circling each other, but never making contact.
So when I received an invitation to a potluck dinner with a group of prominent Seattle bloggers, my first response was of course “Yes!”, promptly followed by a slight feeling of dread of “What the hell do I make for a bunch of bloggers?”. Continue reading
Recipe: Breakfast Tostadas with Chorizo and Chipotle Crema
The father of three, an infant, a toddler girl, and an only slightly older boy, had the air of the weekend parent. The one whose voice was a little too high and asked his three-year old a few too many rhetorical questions. They were the people boarding the plane that everyone hoped wouldn’t be sitting next to them.
“Family of five”, they proudly told the distractingly pretty Alaska Airlines agent who when no one was looking liked to play with her hair. Continue reading