party on a plate — Indonesian gado gado

I’m not sure when our little bunker became the family party house. But sometime after the last rager Christmas brunch, my sister-in-law and I put on our scheming hats to scheme up a… Continue reading →

hurricane veg

“Blegh,” I mumbled through a mouthful of soft, garlicky braised kale. “Who wants to eat cold, raw veg in the dead of winter?” Across the table, the Man nodded his head ponderously in… Continue reading →

of the Afternoon Friendly Cake

There comes a pause in the middle of a productive afternoon when one person turns and asks the other, “Shall we have a friendly?” A friendly is a moment of repose from study… Continue reading →