Author Archives: Kate
Mushroom Risotto – for beauty and perspective
I recently went to the dermatologist about what turned out to be a perfectly ordinary freckle. She tool out a lens, and looked closely at every inch of my skin, making notes on a clip board before deciding that I … Continue reading
Spring Pea Pasta for Fashion Batman
I’m just going to tell it to you straight. I love my cape. I love to sweep around the city like fashion batman. I like to wear it as often as possible.
Lancashire Cream and the Student Prince
My grandma is a big fan of the afternoon movie. She has stacks of videos arranged by the television. A treasure trove of old favorites – Singing in the Rain, Oklahoma, Annie, Some Like It Hot, Calamity Jane. All fabulous, … Continue reading
Sex on the beach – and a trip to the Playboy Mansion
“I was covering a golf party at the Playboy Mansion,†said Rhett, casually. Rhett is a sketch writer, and son of infinitely awesome parents, naming-wise. He’d been interning at a paper in LA, he said, and had been sent out … Continue reading
Dancing, Belly Dancing, and Zucchini Pancakes
“I can’t come out after the rehearsal,†said Kathleen. “I promised my friend I’d see her Belly Dancing. It’s her first ever show.â€
Quick Fresh Tomato Pasta Sauce for a Late Night Dinner
I recently started writing for a sketch comedy team at the Pit in NYC. We write late, and rehearse later. Consequently, I’m staggering home at 11pm, lacking the energy to tackle any significant cooking, or indeed, any significant eating.
Salty Dogs and the problem with lizards
“I wouldn’t recommend a lizard,†said Heidi. We were at my Grandma’s drinking tea when the subject of pets had come up.
An Easter Bunny Story and Roast Chicken with lemon herb butter
When my sister was little she had a pet rabbit. It was probably the best rabbit in the entire world, we thought. For example, it once peed on an ex boyfriend of mine.
Easter Egg Nests
This is the essential Easter recipe, as far as I’m concerned.
Tea Loaf, and a thoroughly British Holiday
I recently spent a week at home in the UK. And, much to the delight of my Downton Abbey bereft American friends, my trip was a catalogue of quintessentially British cliche.