Category: ReciBEEs
Lazy Roasted Tomatoes
Any southerner will tell you that the only thing better than a ripe seasonal tomato is a ripe seasonal peach. We love our tomatoes so much that when they’re not in season we think of creative ways to eat them anyway. Fried green tomatoes, tomato jam, and now you can add my “Lazy Roasted Tomatoes”…
Growing up, Shabbat dinner was something that my mother tried hard to make a priority every Friday night. She wisely knew that as we grew older our Friday nights spent as a family would dwindle. And while growing up in my house was not the easiest, as soon as she lit those candles and my…
June Nasso’s Jamaican Red Snapper
June Nasso was my mother’s best friend and confidant. She was also our Jamaican live-in housekeeper with a strong accent, a penchant for cursing, and a red snapper recipe out of her home town in Jamaica to die for. On many evenings growing up on Hoskier Road, you could find June in our kitchen cooking up…
Spilling Secrets Banana Bread
When I was 10 years old my parents took to me to Disney World for my birthday. On one way too hot afternoon to be in the park, my mother took me for lunch alone in our hotel while my father took my brother down to the pool. At four years old, my mother and…
MarBEE Tyler Moore Crockpot Chicken
It’s 1965 and my grandmother Reine Silon after 20 years of marriage to my handsome, but austere, Grandfather Bob Berkowitz decides she wants out. Even though she has never earned a living outside of being a homemaker and he owns and runs a very successful paper company, she tells him that she wants nothing from…
My BEEg Fat Greek Chicken Soup
July 1995… I wish I could say that I have spent significant time in Greece island hopping and exploring, but truth be told, my one and only trip there was limited to Corfu. A tumble down steep stone stairs with dim lighting, after too many shots of Ouzo combined with stilettos and a toga, the next…
Padma LakshBEE’s Sweet Potato Curry (less) Lentil Curry
All of my ReciBEEs have a story behind them. Usually based on my memories, this is the first one I’ve created based on need. Here I sit cozied in our lovely home, a blanket of fresh snow covers the wet, cold, brown, March earth and seemingly; at least in here, by the fireside it is…
Chaka Khan Chicken Salad
When I was a little girl all of the southern women in my life knew how to make a kick ass chicken salad. Summers in the south can be brutal. The air is thick and still as a swamp. It’s the kind of heat that makes you feel like you’ve been swallowed whole. No one…
Drunken Chicken
My love affair with cooking started later on in life, not in my own mother’s kitchen, but someone else’s. At 19 I fell in love. HARD. Not just with Jason, but with his entire family. At the same time my parent’s marriage was falling apart. HARD. My own home was not a happy one to spend…
The Skinny Cowgirl’s Breakfast
Sixteen years ago I took a trip out west with my first husband to attend a wedding in Montana. It was love at first sight. With Montana I mean. And while my marriage ended shortly thereafter, my love affair with big sky country had just begun. A year later the ink was almost dry on…