Bear with me because I’m a little excited. Okay, a lot excited. See, this week I’m the guest host on the Martha Stewart Living Radio program “Cooking Today” on SiriusXM channel 110. Join me Monday, March 26, Wednesday, March 28, and Frida,y March 30 from 3 pm to 4 pm EDT as I chat with an incredible lineup of guests and divulge all kinds of recipes, tips, and topics. If you’re already a SiriusXM listener, you know what to do. If you’re a satellite radio virgin, fear not. To listen, either on the radio (do they still make those?) or online at your computer, sign-up for a free seven-day subscription that gives you unlimited 24/7 access to more than 100 of the country’s best radio stations. Read more “Testing 1, 2, 3—I’m Hosting Martha Stewart Living Radio”
Quick. What comes to mind when you think of stock?
Sadly, a lot of us think of tin cans or waxy boxes. From their shiny, happy faces, the packages shout “All-Natural,” “Lower Sodium,” Rich-Tasting.” But then I take a swig—yes, I swig broth—and the truth is revealed. Sure, some are, indeed, lower-sodium—when compared with a salt lick. But the murky liquid inside is a flatliner, one with nary a pulse of flavor, despite being riddled with octosyllabic ingredients that sound as if they belong in automobile lubricant.
Shame, shame on us.
It doesn’t have to be that way. Homemade stock, simmered for hours with as many bones as you can cram into the pot, isn’t only trés facile to make, it’s a thing of beauty, filling the house with the unmistakable scent of nostalgia. Standing in front of that burbling pot, the steam opening your pores and filling them with its animal essence, you have a sense of purpose. You feel like one of those earnest people in wartime posters, wrench in hand, ready to defeat the Axis powers and be back at the table in time for dinner. Read more “Wiggle It, Just a Little Bit—Duck Stock, That Is”
Maybe it was discovering that just about every musical and movie reference I knew was lost on anyone under 30. Perhaps it was passing the half-century mark and seeing that not only had some of my dreams gone missing, some even remained unpacked. Maybe it was the arrival of my complimentary copy of AARP Magazine and knowing I could now get discounts at movie theaters and select restaurants such as Olive Garden and Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. (I saw The One and I, slumped in a booth in Denny’s, gumming our Grand Slamwiches on Valentine’s Day when we’re in our 80’s.)
Whatever the cause, late last year I began having what life coaches—and Cosmo Magazine—are fond of labeling a midlife crisis. Read more “A Very AARP Valentine’s Day”