Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Smoked salmon over waffles with a dollop of creme fraiche, with dill
Scallop tartare three ways: pesto & olive oil, curry & chervil, white truffle oil, served over cucumber avocado sushi rolls
Buckwheat and buttermilk blinis, chopped egg and…

It doesn’t get much better than eggs or milk.  I know when you read it, it’s not enticing, but when it’s in your life, it’s comfort.  Soft boiled eggs smeared on toast points, perfectly seasoned… there’s something to that.  Something…

Smelly and I met Chris while asking for directions to La Boca Veritas to recreate an Audrey Hepburn episode that wouldn’t involve a black dress.  The three of us chatted as the sky turned pink.  We paced the tree-lined strip…

I joined the ranks of 4 million bloggers in late January of 2004 as a delayed New Year’s resolution to write everyday.   Okay, fine, I just broke up with a boyfriend, and break-ups mean tears, maudlin introspection, and let’s face…

Granted I was a Freudian Slip for Halloween; who knew I’d give an encore performance at Christmas.  It’s the evening of December 26, and I’ve traveled 40 minutes by car to reach destination Blue Martini in West Palm Beach’s Disneyesque…

You can walk into a McDonald’s anywhere, even if it’s in the city, and you’re suddenly transported to a highway, an interstate, a pitstop in the road.  Maybe it’s a crossroads or a place to rest.  Either way, you’re tired…

“It’s nice soap, smells pretty, Fay.” My mother says over Fay’s shoulder.  Fay is my mother’s aunt; who now uses a walker to accompany her saunter.
“Ooooh, how nice.”  She puts the scented soap to her nose.
“Yeah, you wash…

The whole of Florida meant “Orlando” when I was eight years old.  It meant Disney, a kid’s Disney hot dog meal on the plane, and it meant shorts under my pants when I prepared for our journey south.  Now it…