Peach-Marinated Pork Tenderloin

I don’t know where you are, but it’s fall in Brooklyn. It’s gloriously pleasant to be outside and my weekends are finally being spent at home, watching football (who have I become??) and putzing in the kitchen. Continue reading

Brown Butter Toffee Chocolate Chip Cookies

Brown Butter Toffee Chocolate Chip Cookies | apinchofthis.nyc

When I decided to sit down (read: curl up in bed under a duvet) to finally write a blog post tonight, I didn’t even realize I would do it while watching the new season of The Great British Bake Off. As I wrote about cookies. As I wrote about cookies well-suited to ice cream sandwiches. As I watched a bunch of Brits bake biscuits destined to be biscuit sandwiches for Paul Hollywood and that new lady who isn’t Mary Berry. THIS WAS MEANT TO BE.

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A Pinch of Summer: Tomato, Cucumber & Ricotta Crostini

Tomato, Cucumber & Ricotta Crostini | apinchofthis.nyc

I did that thing again where I just disappear from my blog because I lack focus and also go to the beach a lot. I guess we’ll all just have to accept that I’m a big ole flake at the end of summer. Continue reading

A Pinch of Summer: Grilled Skirt Steak with a Garlic and Herb Sauce

Grilled Skirt Steak with a Garlic and Herb Sauce | apinchofthis.nyc

I’m looking at a dime-sized burn on my wrist, feeling like a real-life, serious, cooks-everything-on-the-grill griller.

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A Pinch of Summer: Fourth of July Cake Balls

Fourth of July Cake Balls | apinchofthis.nyc

Hi guys, as some of you may or may not know, I am Tory’s ~mostly terrible in the kitchen~ BFF Atlee. You can go ahead ask her about the time our Moms went to college together and how we’ve been friends since we were 0 years old and how we were born a day apart, etc etc etc, I’m sure she would love to tell a great Tory Story about it. (V. true. I definitely love telling that Tory Story.)

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A Pinch of Summer: Butter-Dipped Radishes

Butter-Dipped Radishes | apinchofthis.nyc

It’s that time of year when everyone seems to be in the south of France (I mean, what the hell do I need to do to be one of these people?!), gallivanting about in sundresses with a rosé IV stuck in their arm from yacht party to yacht party. (Disclaimer: I work in advertising and it happens to be the Cannes award festival this week…so that’s maybe why you don’t know someone jet-setting off to the French Riviera right now.)

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