Grilled Pork Chops

Pork chops are tough. No really, they can be tough. Which you’d know if I’d ever served them to you. I love pork chops, but I’m not very good at them. One thing you can say about me, I don’t give up. Well ok, sometimes I do (ask me sometime about trying to knit…there was lots…

Chicken Gyros with Tzatziki and Garlic-Herb Oil

Friday night’s dinner also came courtesy of The Mediterranean Table, so that cookbook has already paid for itself. Friday is the night I’m least likely to want to/have the energy to cook. I’d planned this one out, but made one tiny error.  The recipe calls for using a rotisserie pre-cooked chicken, but because I work…

Spanish Tortilla

This is California: you say tortilla and the assumption is you’re talking about the flat bread, not the egg and potato and whatever-else-you-want-to-add pie.  It’s another take on the egg dish-as-dinner. I got this week’s version from The Mediterranean Table (that book is proving its worth).   Here’s a great substitute recipe from Sunset. Like…

One Pot Pasta

I had plans for something different last night, but getting up at 2:30 for work, too much coffee and not enough water left me NOT wanting what I’d planned. Luckily, what I’d planned was very adaptable. One pot pasta recipes are all over the place right now. Maybe it’s a pendulum swing back from all…

Pizza with artichoke hearts, cherry tomatoes and feta

This Mother’s Day I treated myself to new cookbook on my Kindle. Cookbooks on the Kindle are difficult, because the screen shuts down, but that’s only a mild annoyance, and the instant gratification of a new cookbook without waiting for shipping is worth it. Being as it’s spring/summer here in California I’m wanting Greek/French/Italian/Moroccan right…

Salmon with Pesto

Salmon with pesto is one of my go-to recipes.  I’d like to say I invented this and I’m a genius, but the fact is I stole this from a restaurant in Portland. Milo’s City Cafe was my favorite place for breakfast and my spot for a nice dinner by myself when the husband was out of…

Frittata

I don’t hate Mondays. There, I said it. I realize I have been culturally conditioned to hate them, but I actually like my job, so I don’t. Mondays are however, tough, because I have to start thinking about the week ahead and how I’m going to get everything done. Believe me when I say that…