Grilled Watermelon with Jalapeños, Feta and Honey

Grilled-Watermelon-with-Jalapeños-Feta-and-HoneyFor years, my friend Annie and I have played a game that I like to call “Celebrity Friends.” It’s less of a game and more of an intense discussion about which celebrities we think we’d be friends with in real life, which is highly entertaining. And no, you can’t just pick people that you’re obsessed with and claim you would be friends with them. You have to justify your choice and make a strong case for why they would want to hang out with you too. For example, you know I’m Beyoncé’s biggest fangirl, but I am not under the illusion that we would be besties, nor would I want to be. Beyoncé is intense, and I have a sneaking suspicion she’d always want to talk about work, do strenuous exercise, or play with Blue Ivy. None of those options sound...
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Cheesy Pesto Chicken Panini with Prosciutto and Tomatoes

Pesto-Chicken-Flatbread-Panini-with-Prosciutto-Tomatoes-MozzarellaI used to be a regular at a fine NYC establishment called Hot & Crusty. Although the name suggests otherwise, Hot & Crusty is actually a rather successful “bakery and café” chain, and there happens to be a location just three blocks from my mom's apartment. It's not exactly the type of place that I'd typically be drawn to, but based on its proximity and 24-hour service, it quickly became my go-to spot for tipsy feasting during my college days. I don’t want to toot my own horn here or induce jealousy among any Upper East Side H&C patrons, but I was definitely their favorite customer. I know this for a fact because the short order cook with the ponytail gave me a hug and told me he loved me one night circa December 2008. (I was a particularly frequent H&C visitor...
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Grilled Peach Crisp Sundaes with Cinnamon-Honey Drizzle

Grilled-Peach-Crisp-Sundaes-with-Cinnamon-Honey-Drizzle-1I went to a One Direction concert last week. I’m divulging this mildly embarrassing information because the quartet of identically dressed tween girls in front of me—who alternated between high-pitched shrieking, hugging, and shamelessly weeping—made me realize something important. The older we get, the less we fangirl. And I’m not just talking about obsessing over boy bands. I mean that we’re much more hesitant to express unbridled enthusiasm about anything, and that makes me a little bit sad. I understand that as "adults" we’re required to be more even-keeled than our 12-year-old selves, but there’s something to be said for FREAKING OUT every once in a while about things that we really love. With that in mind, I’ve decided to be more present in my happiness and get a little weird when it comes to sharing my joy. Yes, I can feel you...
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Kitchen Crush: Summer 2014 Edition

Kitchen-crush-wishlist-summer-2014-editionYesterday, my roommate walked into the office to look for something, and after having to move several of my outdated electronic devices and three piles of clothes, he screamed, “Why do you have so much stuff?!” I tend not to respond to such queries because the answer is obvious. I am a hoarder. We know this, we have accepted this, and I refuse to be made to feel badly about what is clearly a genetic disorder. While I do my best to control them, my hoarding tendencies are obviously strongest when it comes to collecting culinary/domestic items. I’m fully aware that I don’t need anything else for my kitchen, but there are a lot of things that I want. So many that I’ve started keeping a year-round wish list just to keep track. Said list has gotten embarrassingly long, but I...
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Roasted Potato Salad with Pancetta, Sun-Dried Tomatoes and Arugula

warm-roasted-potato-salad-with-pancetta-sun-dried-tomatoes-and-arugulaLet’s play a little word association game. I’m going to give you two words, and then you respond with the very first thing that pops into your head. Ready… POTATO SALAD. Quick, what was your first thought???!!!! Nevermind. I can’t actually hear you (which is one of the most unfortunate drawbacks of blogging), so I guess I’ll just share my answer. AUGUSTUS GLOOP. Yes, I’m referring to the rather “rotund” little German boy from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I know that's a mildly ridiculous response, but he is literally the first thing that comes to mind when I hear “potato salad.” Between his body type, the fact that he gets stuck inside a giant glass pipe, and the visuals conjured by the word “gloop,” I actually think it’s a rather apt association. Because, like all those things, traditional potato salad terrifies me. Visit Domesticate...
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Smoky Paprika Shrimp with Quinoa Tabbouleh and Garlic Yogurt Sauce

Smoky-Paprika-Grilled-Shrimp-with-Quinoa-Tabbouleh-and-Yogurt-SauceYesterday, I was tired. (I’m tired today too, but that information is less essential to this story.) I had planned to make you zucchini fritters inspired by the time I spent in Greece a few summers ago with my friend Mallie. And I was excited to regale you with fabulous tales of driving across Crete with a pet (blow-up) dolphin named Tzatziki, haggling with locals over faux designer bikinis, getting lost on a deserted mountainside, stray cat attacks, and the joys of the cheesy zucchini balls that we lived on for almost a month straight. I even had beach pictures of me and Tzatziki to show you. You would have loved it! But like I said, I was tired, and after the wedding extravaganza I attended last weekend, dealing with mass quantities of hot oil/eating anything deep-fried seemed like...
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Blueberry Mojito Royale

Royal-Blueberry-Mojitos-with-ChampagneIt’s Thursday morning, but it feels like Friday afternoon, and I’m blackout!!! Just kidding. But I am in Maine, and it is GLORIOUS. The air smells like salt water and pine trees, and I’m just sitting here drinking fresh coffee, looking out at the ocean, and generally feeling rather princess-like. In other great news, I have almost nothing on the docket this afternoon besides a leisurely hike, a long nap, and a half hour or so of observing my roommate splash around in the pool. I’ll probably make my way to my friend Annie’s house for tea later, before hurrying home to take a little pre-cocktail hour swim in my bathtub. At some point, I might even attempt to play with my younger siblings, who seem to be warming to me. Joy of joys! If...
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Sweet Potato Burrito Bowls with Summer Vegetables and Quinoa

Vegan-Sweet-Potato-Burrito-Bowls-with-Summer-Vegetables-and-QuinoaI spent the summer after my sophomore year of college living Boulder, Colorado. It was a semi-random choice (and one that was definitely questioned by some of my more judgy friends with fancy summer internships), but I felt the need to buck convention and do my own thang. I had zero plan, no job, and one friend (hi, Phoebe!), but I wasn’t worried. I knew things would totally fall into place when I got there. (This was before I developed an anxiety disorder. Duh.) And fall into place they did. I took a very prestigious position selling cowboy hats at beer festivals, which combined all of my passions: fashion, booze, and shirtless men. In my free time, I did yoga/read the newly released Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and in the evenings, I drank my weight in Read More >>

Charred Corn with Bacon, Chiles and Cheese (aka Mexican Street Corn Salad)

Mexican-Street-Corn-Salad-with-Bacon-Chiles-and-CheeseI’m just going to level with you here, summer in New York City is the WORST. I hate to go into full-blown pity party mode, but I’m pretty miserable right now. NYC is dirty (so dirty!), and the humidity literally makes me want to die. Walking around the city feels like trying to make your way through a giant vat of hot soup, an experience that’s made even lovelier by warm water periodically dripping on your head/face from leaky air conditioning units. Unless you’re Beyoncé, you probably can’t grill outside in NYC, make s’mores over an actual fire, or splash around in a pool. It makes me realize how spoiled I was as a kid, spending clean, humidity-free summers in California and Maine. It also explains why there’s a mass exodus from the city circa 4pm every Friday...
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Summer Ratatouille Tartines with Burrata and Honey-Balsamic Drizzle

Ratatouille-Tartines-with-burrata-and-honey-balsamic-drizzleFor many years, ratatouille was one of my go-to recipes. Honestly, I have zero idea how, when, or why I learned to make it, but along with turkey burgers, scrambled eggs, and grilled cheese, ratatouille was one of the handful of things in my not-so-fancy culinary repertoire BDE (Before Domestic Era). In fact, when I did my junior semester abroad at the University of St. Andrews and lived in my very first big girl apartment, I made ratatouille for myself approximately five times a week. My two Scottish roommates routinely questioned my diet of “stewed vegetables,” vodka, and Haribo, but I was proud of both my vegetable consumption and cooking skillz. (As far as the vodka and Haribo, vodka pairs nicely with all foods, and Haribo gummies are a delightfully fat-free dessert, so it's unclear why my roommates were so judgy.) Read More >>