The Celts have a deep history with funeral rites. The Samhain, a festival dedicated to the harvest and the dead, includes three days of keening (a type of wailing chant) followed by four days of dan  

I missed the opening night of the Art of Food exhibit at the Carnegie Visual and Performing Arts Center in Covington (1028 Scott St.), but since the exhibit runs through March 28, I thought I'd have  

We play a game at home: What would you eat on your death bed? OK, if you know us, you know there's a bit of a morbid streak in the household ¸ but in a household with culinary limits from food  

Now that the holidays are over we can refocus on what is truly important … coffee! A couple of months ago I left off in mid-memoir, and a cold January seems like a good time to pick up the tal  

I´ve been thinking about it, and this year I´ve decided not to make a resolution. I´m done with swearing to lose 5 pounds, quit drinking or be nicer to the cranky neighbor down the st  

There's a learning curve for everything, even cooking, and I was pretty far left of center when I undertook preparing my first Thanksgiving meal for my family. But really, how bad could it be? I'd w  

Many people say that to immerse yourself in a culture you have to immerse yourself in its food. In a former life as a field archaeologist I did just that. I spent a summer working in the Yucatan pen  

Each September for the past 19 years foodies and chefs have flocked to Gourmet Sensation, a culinary event that benefits a very good cause: Hospice of Cincinnati. For a foodie it's a bit like Taste   

I've learned to ignore the shiny things at the market. I walk past perfect bright red globes and head straight for the heirloom tomatoes settled into cardboard containers like angry little purple an  

When my friend had her first baby, another friend and I took over in the kitchen. We spent a happy, frenzied day filling her freezer with turkey chili, roasted red pepper lasagna and beef stew, scra  

It was an ungodly hour of the morning when I heard the pounding on my door. Bill Willy, a good friend with a stupid nickname, was fresh from another fight with his girlfriend. He was going to New Yo  

Oh where, oh where did all my noshes go? Is anyone else starting to hyperventilate when they read the newspaper these days? First it was spinach with E. coli, then carrot juice with botulism, egg s  

Our bodies have a mind of their own when it comes to food cravings. Our biological clocks always seem to be in tune with the season, and winter is the time of soups, stews and roasted vegetables. Ma  

My friends casually offered an invitation to New Year's Eve dinner at their house this year, knowing my husband would be working and that I, like them, tend to end my evenings early. I stopped to p  

At my last Christmas dinner, my family brought to me: three diabetics, two lactose-intolerants and one chicken allergy. My sleep-deprived parents and cranked-up siblings used to stand in the hallwa