I think we can all agree—pesto is a beautiful agreement among its ingredients. A little bit of magic in a jar. But pesto didn’t just show up one day on our grocery store shelves. It has a long, flavorful history that reaches way beyond our weeknight dinners.

Gathering to dine al fresco or bringing the garden in to you, is the essence of summer and a complete sensory feast.

Pick a day, invite your favorite people, make your best dish, open that bottle of wine and celebrate anything at all.

The design aesthetic is a partnership with nature rather than a desire to impose order.

Chickens, my friend, are not vegetations. To the great annoyance of my girls, this fact is repeated each time we find ourselves standing in front of the egg section in the grocery store trying to determine which brand will not only taste the best but is also sourced from happy chickens, as we like to call them.

As I contemplate my family, my tribe, I smile thinking of the friends, partners and fellow foodies who find themselves around the table with us, glasses held high, ready to weave their stories with ours.

Salut!

If we are fortunate enough to choose our comfort and to comfort others with the food and meals we prepare, we are very lucky indeed.

I’ve taken the time to set the table. Maybe there are flowers. And there is music…always music! 

So, you are asking yourself what a bottle of wine, a good crusty loaf of bread, and a bathing suit have in common.

There are items in my kitchen, even when a thorough restock is in order, that are always on hand-pasta, garlic, olive oil, goat cheese....and champagne.

I thought it would be nice to share a little about myself and what brought me to this project. Let's start with the great food. Always a good place to begin I think.