Super Chicken Bowl

Buffalo chicken wings for the Super Bowl are so passé. Not that I don’t love meat that comes with its own handle, but it’s time to scrimp and stretch the last remaining bits of our lovely farm-bought flesh. So why not do as the Brits and add tons of starch to a lil’ itty bit of meat = chicken pot pie!

Cake in the Closet

Yesterday we hopped on the LIRR after the ‘epic’ snowstorm of 2010 for an OMM appointment. The doc is also my mentor, so it was a half business-half social call. Besides making this a plug for my future career, our stomachs also enjoy patronizing Cardinali’s, an excellent Italian bakery across the street. Their lobster tails are to die for.

Staff of Life

My foodie adventures have recently been stymied by my other life – work. Well, I’m done delivering babies out of every orifice, whether natural or artificial or somewhere in between, and this week I start treating the little critters outside their cozy wombs.