Bolognese is my favorite sauce for pasta, and from fall until spring I'll always have a batch on hand. It's an all day project that involves lots of chopping, browning, and slow simmering, but it's one that I enjoy immensely....
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[Photographs: Gina DePalma] Previously Chestnut Honey » All Seriously Italian recipes » Oh, Broccoli Romanesco, how I love you. You're delicious and creepy and weird, like an alien vegetable. I know you are misunderstood, but that's only to people...
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[Photograph: Blake Royer] I've said it before, and I'll say it again: real pasta carbonara doesn't have a lick of heavy cream in it. It's not alfredo sauce with bacon. The only dairy is a little bit of grated...
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[Photos: Kerry Saretsky] Previously Carrot Muffins with Sweet Chèvre Icing » All French in a Flash recipes » For me, it still feels like summer—that means stolen moments outside and late night grilled dinners. My stomach doesn't feel quite...
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[Photograph: Blake Royer] I'm always experimenting with new ideas when it comes to tomato-based pasta sauce, a seemingly inexhaustible genre of cooking. When summer is at its peak, I love to make this no-cook marinated sauce, basically a bruschetta...
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[Flickr: Robyn Lee] I consider Spaghetti alla Carbonara one of my culinary secret weapons. No matter how sad the state of my refrigerator, chances are that I have all of the ingredients on hand to produce a steaming and...
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[Photograph: Blake Royer] I love it when fresh beans come into season since I spend the rest of the year laboring over simmering pots of dried ones. It's like this magical time when you can simply throw some beans...
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"Here, the cheese melts into a silky veil of nutty, buttery flavor over the pasta, and its more assertive flavors mellow softly in the background." The question of what to do with piles of zucchini always arises in the month...
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The holiday weekend meant a round full of cookouts, resulting in eating more than my fair share of meat: steak, grilled chicken, and a hamburger or two. Luckily, my mom sent me back to Chicago with a bag full...
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