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FOOD & WINE Chew On This
Grooming Your Junior Gourmet
Professional cook-turned-author Lisa Barnes admits to doubting her multitasking abilities whilst attempting to juggle her kid-centric cooking service, a budding family and the recipe testing for her latest “Petit Appetit” tome.
They’ll Crumble For Ya
Seems like plenty of folks foster fantasies of spinning family recipes into a full-fledged career. Perhaps they should follow Pecan Yummies founder Amy Yule’s blueprint for success.
Class Acts and Catering Misfits
From a la carte amphetamines to stringent mayo bans, local music venues entertain some pretty eccentric dining requests. State Theatre manager Johanna Kearns explains that hospitality riders often run the gamut of food preferences.
Spanish Heart, San Fran Swagger
If the household budget keeps shrinking, but your appetite for variety refuses to acquiesce, chef Gerald Hirigoyen’s “Pintxos” cookbook may be the culinary prescription you’ve been pining for.
Color Your Greens
If bare-naked salads remain your final salvo before bikini/beach season, allow us to add another arrow to your quiver: Montebello Kitchen’s gourmet dressings.
Cooking Confidants Help Loulies Catch Fire
If Martha Stewart is the PTA mom who scoots over everyone’s bake-sale brownies so she can showcase her genoise cake with chocolate-Armagnac glaze, the Loulies ladies are the trusted friends always passing along easy, yummy recipes and helpful kitchen tricks.
Tender Vittles, Tough Love
Home cooks can now turn every day into Mother’s Day by simply thumbing though “My Mama Made That,” a treasure trove of regional dishes and motherly advice cobbled together by the Junior League of Hampton Roads.
Like Butta’
The din of tainted peanut butter alerts finally compelled us to seek out another delectable spreadable with which to coat our palate.
In the Garden of Eatin’
Attention would-be NoVA farmers: The road to sound food production runs just due north of Warrenton.
Seafood Shacks
It’s inevitable: You are totally exhausted. Traffic is a nightmare. And then the hunger pangs hit. But rather than driving a mile out of your way to find a fee-free ATM or swiping the old credit card for an improvised meal that may ultimately be unworthy of a beastly monthly service charge, you decide to rely on the amalgam of crumpled bills and stray coinage scattered about the car.