Simple garden hash with poached eggs.

As I’m sure I’ve mentioned before, every summer when I was growing up, my father grew a vegetable garden. I used to watch him early each spring (all suited up in ridiculous white overalls) pull the rototiller out of the garage and wheel it to our side yard. For hours, he’d till the soil until […]

Thoughts from the bike lane.

I know I have a bad habit of sometimes over-exaggerating how wonderful certain things are (like my salad spinner — sorry about that one), but I am actually having trouble fully coming to terms with how much better my life has become now that I own a bicycle — and it’s only been a few […]

On lions and lambs: Boston in March.

In March in Boston, a little bit of sunshine goes a long way. Let’s get things straight: I am — ostensibly — a morning person to the greatest degree. I usually wake up when it’s still dark outside — to read in bed, to drink cup after cup of tea, to boil eggs, to do […]