I'm used to hot, humid New York City summers. Johnny pumps freely flowing for relief were a norm growing up, […]

I’ve been having a very hard time lately watching my girls grow up. While kind-hearted and good-natured are strong personality […]

  Nothing about life is basic or simple, especially with children. Just the act of leaving the house becomes a […]

It's Friday, and that means pizza night here at The Perillo house. A few weeks ago I started experimenting again […]

Chocolate and olive oil. Two things that I would've guessed should not be added to a recipe together, yet I […]

update 6.25.10—this recipe is up for best recipe using mozzarella over at Food52, so click here to vote for it […]

I should be sleeping, or at the very least showered and in my jammies since I have a long day […]

Hard to believe strawberry season will soon be over. By now my pantry should runneth over with homemade jam, except […]

Can we play true confession? I’ll go first if it makes you feel more comfortable. My many years of Catholic […]

The last few weeks have been busy ones indeed, and I've found myself reaching into the depths of my pantry […]

I was honored and excited to speak at TECHmunch in New York City recently, sponsored by BakeSpace. Here’s are highlights […]

I should be sleeping right now, but I had some biscuits this morning and wanted to share them with you […]

By now most of you know I’m a big supporter of local farmers’ markets. It’s where I do most of […]

After 10 years of looking into the Mr.’s eyes during dinner, he is no longer able to share in our […]

I imagine Carrie Bradshaw reacts to Manolos and Jimmy Choos, the way I do to strawberries and rhubarb. I just […]

What would you say if I told you last year was the first time I ever experimented with garlic scapes? […]

Asparagus is akin to childhood—its season is fleeting and by time you realize how good you had it, the moment […]

"Feeling scattered from the neck up but an inner peace in my heart." That my dear friends was my facebook […]

I’m not one for admitting defeat. I always look for the silver lining. But sometimes, you just have to raise […]

The Thanksgiving I was pregnant with Virginia, the Mr. took Isabella to the Macy's Parade. It was too good an […]

During our early courtship, the Mr., back then the boyfriend, took me to a neighborhood pizza joint on the upper […]

  Before I utter a word about rhubarb, I must tell you about a new favorite recipe. But you must […]

  CLICK HERE TO DONATE There is a lot that vies for my attention on a daily basis. The girls […]