Although she probably doesn’t even know it, the person most responsible for my undying appreciation of all things edible and insatiable hunger for new food adventures, is my best friend’s mother, Annie. For their family, eating anything and everything outside of the North American ‘norm’,…

I ate a lot of peanut butter and jam sandwiches as a kid; not because I was picky, but because I just loved them. Sometimes my mom would throw some banana slices in, or swap the jam for honey, but whatever the combo, it was…

I often joke that the color wheel is missing a shade, one I would affectionately call “Copenhagen gray.” A delightful combination of dull steel blue and gunmetal. Although this winter has been particularly bright, there are still those days that seem like the sun never…

I know it sounds dorky and a tad cliché, but my mom is my best friend. As I’ve grown up into a real, ‘adult’ person, she’s become less my authority figure, and more my buddy. We like all the same things, save for my obsession…

What if I told you that you were about 60 minutes away from fresh, homemade ricotta, including the clean up? Would you say I was full of cheese?  Well, it turns out I am. Full of it. And it’s delicious. As most of you know…

Few things make you appreciate food more than being personally connected to it. I first tried harvesting amaranth in California, and quickly understood why it is such a precious (and costly) little seed. The grains are so incredibly tiny, and need to be fully separated…

I’ll never forget when I was working on an organic farm in California, weeding in the garden, about to pull up what I thought was a gigantic invasive species of some sort. Turned out it was Jerusalem artichokes (also called sunchokes). If you have never seen these…

Ka-pow! The sun came out. Copenhagen is mighty cold, but it’s bright and beautiful. In fact, I was so inspired by the sun yesterday, that I made this soup to reflect my gratitude for the much-needed luminosity. But how does one capture the winter sun…