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I'm such a homebody, I dread book tour trips and typically stress about them, and I nearly always return thrilled to have gone and surprised and amazed by what I encountered. Last week was Chicago and the schedule was so tight that I took a taxi from O'Hare straight to the Chicago Tribune's test kitchen where Monica Eng, formerly a food reporter now on the investigative beat, reverted to her former purview to join me in making an easy Coq au Vin from Ruhlman's Twenty (I forgot how good it was till I tasted it—haven't made it since Donna took the pix). I had time for a quick lunch after across the street at The Purple Pig (pig ears and the artichokes), excellent casual place recommended by a twitter friend. That night there was ...
1956 Lincoln Continental of a coffee machine. The problem has always been that I've never really liked biscotti. Maybe because I've only ever had the stuff that comes in a gift basket from Gallucci's (a store I adore). Or the one time I tried to make it myself. It was rock hard and tasteless, so I figured I'd done a perfect job. But a while back, someone asked for a biscotti recipe, perhaps even a ratio. My able colleague Emilia Juocys was ...Biscotti is the perfect accompaniment mid-morning when I'm into my fifth or sixth cup of coffee. I drink coffee all morning long and I'm able to do so because I don't use one of those horrible drip machines, but rather what I think of as my personal