These popsicles taste like summer. They are icy and refreshing with a turn toward the tropical. They taste intensely of mango, with just enough lime to enliven the whole thing. They remind me of one of my favorite agua frescas, the one I inevitably, invariably order when I find myself sitting at O’Hare for any …
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In the summer, I love to make the sort of meals that can be tossed together in a big bowl and served at room temperature. I get cranky in the heat, and it’s better for everyone if I don’t spend much time standing over a hot stove. It’s better still if, after everything is …
It’s getting to the time of summer when it seems that what I want more than anything is a cool drink in my hand. It can be anything from water to lemonade to cold brewed iced tea, but something I’ve done more and more in the last few years is make homemade syrups to add …
It was a weekend of heat and sweat. Dan and I walked nearly ten miles as we criss-crossed Andersonville and Ravenswood and over to Lincoln Square and into Uptown as we went to open houses for seven condos and one house. We opened closets, chatted with real estate agents, and fell in love with one …
When I hear the words quinoa cake, I’m skeptical. They sound so earnest. So healthful. And sort of like they would be a pain in the ass to make. If I hadn’t tasted these at a chef demonstration by John Chiakulas of Beatrix at the Green City Market and discovered first hand just how freaking delicious …
This pie is a homely little dessert. But there’s a reason it was formerly named crack pie. (And there are reasons the name was problematic.) It’s since been renamed simply Milk Bar Pie, which is a fine name for a pie that’s come to be synonymous with Momofuku Milk Bar itself. It is rich and …