I’m a home cook in Brookline, Massachusetts, born and raised in New Jersey where the bagels, slices and sangwiches are pure works of art.
I cook and eat my way through the seasons, trying each day to use up every bit of every ingredient that enters my kitchen. I believe strongly in revamping leftovers—both out of frugality and the excitement of creating something new each day. I make lamb when I’m feeling fancy and refrigerator salads when it’s time to scale back. Food, like everything good in life, is all about balance.
Unless noted otherwise, the photos and recipes on this blog are my own. I base some of my dishes on memories and cravings, and others on whatever’s lurking in my fridge, freezer or pantry. For special occasions, I’ve created a section for the staple of every Italian family: Sunday Dinner. It’s dedicated to the long and thoughtful projects that are best enjoyed on a day off.
My favorite foods in the world are pasta, eggplants, roast chicken, ham and swiss sandwiches, fudgy brownies, stinky cheeses, and—with much love to my dad—tomatoes with oil and salt. More often than not my comfortfoodtooth aches for spaghetti and meatballs (see above photo), ketchup and hotdogs, and anything involving peanut butter and jelly.
It is my lifelong dream to roast a whole pig in my backyard, just like my mom and aunt did for my cousin’s christening. It was 1994 and I was seven.
My first time using a stove was with my older sister during the summer of 1995. We boiled elbow macaroni, set a paper towel on fire, and—after a visit from the local fire department—folded the pasta with mayonnaise and tuna fish for a classy lunch of warm macaroni salad.
Proud, yet horrified, I learned a few lessons that I still carry with me to this day:
- A paper towel makes a terrible spoon rest.
- Macaroni salad tastes better when refrigerated.
- Making your own meal is rewarding. Flop or not, it just feels good!
- Sharing a meal brings friends and loved ones together—especially after a mini blaze.
I hope you find something delicious at What’s in Season with Des, and I do hope you’ll stay awhile. This blog is as much about nostalgia as it is about food, so reading glasses and eating pants are a must!