Another gloomy, snow-slippery winter’s day with the sun barely penetrating the cold, overcast skies. Time to settle in and chase away those winter blues with a heaping plate of comfort food and another glass of wine, right?
Before you self-medicate on an overabundance of all the wrong calories, check your diet. Unless you’re suffering from Seasonal Affective Depressive Disorder (SADD) or some other clinical diagnosis, your winter blues may be more a function of what you’re eating and drinking than where you’re living.
New York chef and restaurateur Lidia Bastianich thinks the question of what constitutes great Italian cuisine has a “simple” answer.
Cheese curds, fish fry and open-faced prime rib sandwiches are now available at a stand at the Kohl Center modeled after a vintage Wisconsin supper club.
San Francisco is a city with serious food game, whether playing as multi-starred cuisine served in a white tablecloth hush or a simple crab cocktail eaten amid the boisterous clamor of Fisherman’s Wharf.
Here is a quick, one-question U.S. history quiz designed to challenge even the most astute history buff: Who or what was Virginia Dare?
If you said she was the first female American aviator to fly solo across the Atlantic Ocean: Good guess, but that was Amelia Earhart. You failed the quiz.
I am waiting for the year Santa Claus — or anyone — leaves a bottle of Samuel Adams Utopias under my Christmas tree.
Utopias is legendary for its flavors, high alcohol content, price and even packaging. Think of it as the beer version of a fine cognac, presented in a bottle resembling a copper brewing kettle.
Heading into crisp weather, I crave the holiday classics that beg to be made this time of year. One of my favorites is stuffing. Seasoned cubes of dried bread sautéed with celery, onion, herbs and butter, then baked up to crispy-outside-soft-inside perfection?