The Little Yellow Book

In 1975, my mom and her best friend designed and illustrated a cookbook for kids.  I was 4 years old.

Yeladim Mevashlim

I remember my mom sitting at the drafting table in her bedroom.  I would sit next to her, at a smaller desk on the floor, doing my own “work”.  In those days, text was laid out by hand (!!!) every letter and line, hand pasted.  Hard to imagine, in the world of digitized type. My mom drew most of the little visual illustrations that went with the instructions.
Yeladim Mevashlim

On a recent snowy day, we cracked open our copy of “Yeladim Mevashlim” and made a simple, lovely, no fuss chocolate cake.  The book is still in print in Israel, 35 years later! And I love being able to share it with my own kids, who are now the same age my brother and I were when our mom was working on the book.

Yeladim Mevashlim

Spending time with my parents cooking and eating made me love to eat and experiment. Nowadays, the one thing I love more than eating and cooking, is thinking and planning what I want to be cooking and eating.

Here’s what I want to eat right now:

Early Winter Review

There was lots of moving, both literally and figuratively these last 2 months.  Much, I’m happy to put behind me.  Here are a few places I’d like to linger:


My inlaws celebrated 50 years of marriage:

we added new traditions to our thanksgiving table:

I turned 40 on a sunny day, surrounded by light and love:
watching the sailboat

and my oldest discovered the joy of losing (and finding!) oneself in writing and drawing:
drawing at scituate harbor

Hello 2012!  I’m so happy to see you.