Falling in love with Napoli in a pastry shop

You can often recall the precise moment you fall in love. Sometimes the match looks good on paper and the connection is immediate. And sometimes it comes out of nowhere and hits you like a ton of bricks. There are no birds singing or harps playing, but your basic chemistry changes from a blip for... Continue Reading →

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Making “untradition” the tradition of Christmas

Turkey or ham for dinner in the USA. Pinekjøtt or lutefisk in Norway. Gathering of families usually at the home of the grandmother and grandfather. Yes, we are stuck on tradition, truly stuck if you look forward to eating fruitcake or maybe lutefisk each year for Christmas. I remember a few traditions about Christmases growing... Continue Reading →

The Christmas pasta

by Janice Nigro Families get together over the holidays. Exchanging gifts and watching movies. And eating. And well... eating. Growing up I would say Christmas food for me was a lot about the cookies. My grandmother made the best cookies on the planet. She always had cookies in a cookie box, a rectangular Tupperware number,... Continue Reading →

Have chicken stock, will travel

Have chicken stock, will travel by Janice Nigro I know the best restaurant in Los Angeles. You won’t read about it in any magazines or newspapers, only here in this blog. It’s a pop-up restaurant though that is only open three to four weeks out of the year (at this location), and not just anyone... Continue Reading →

In search of Grom…

In search of Grom… by Janice Nigro The latest meditative technique to overtake the South Bay? To those who actually know Grom-Italians and lovers of Italy-maybe it is just that. Grom is real Italian gelato. Gelato is something of a mystery to me. In theory, it seems like it should be an easily reproducible food item. There... Continue Reading →

A product of passion

A product of passion by Janice Nigro There are words that simply cannot be translated from one language to another. There are things or things we do that do not exist in other cultures. I wonder for example when the word for “ice” entered into Indonesian. There is no accurate translation for gelato-we call it... Continue Reading →

cuckcoo for coco loco

Cuckcoo for coco loco by Janice Nigro I was creeping around the grocery store looking for my food fix…if you can believe it, it was for a yogurt. How did this happen, that I was looking both ways before stepping into the dairy aisle to casually put 10 Chobani flip Almond Coco Loco yogurt into... Continue Reading →

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