What does cozy mean to you? I'm writing this story wrapped in a wool tartan blanket, my big dog at my feet, wearing a fuzzy sweater (hand knitted by a Norwegian, I kid you not).
Sometimes food is about artisan ingredients, beautiful plating, and a chef's brilliance; sometimes food is about soul-soothing nourishment. That's not to say it can't be both, but the latter is one of the reasons I fell in love with an unlikely Midwestern city. In fact, I fell so hard I bought a big, old house that had plenty of soul, but needed a lot of TLC.
Whatever happened to the friendly bartender?
When I lived in a small bungalow, I sung its virtues to all who'd listen. Anytime a family member living in a more typically sized American home might question how we made do with two people and two dogs in "only" 900 square feet I was quick with a retort: We can only be in one room at a time!
Once while renovating a big, old house in Detroit, I subsisted on pizza, Pringles, peanut butter and jelly, and M&Ms. (And bourbon.) My body did not thank me. Which is why, looking ahead to my next project—a kitchen refresh in my new place in Louisville, Kentucky—I turned to Jess Dang, a professional Bay Area meal planner who recently completed a major kitchen reno herself, for tips on not only surviving, but thriving.
Locals may debate whether this river city is the South or the Midwest, but everyone can agree that Louisville, Kentucky, is an exciting place to be.
Crowds pack the 'Ville for the Kentucky Derby the first weekend in May, but bourbon-fueled delights await year-round.
The nation's inner cities are full of bright youngsters — all they need is a chance, acclaimed chef says.
Before the Kentucky Bourbon Trail and Urban Bourbon Trail, before mixology and mint juleps, before the rise and fall and rise again of bourbon, there were pioneers growing corn.
There's a new spin on the Motor City—and it's on two wheels. Long synonymous with American auto manufacturing (and its demise), Detroit is now home now to a scrappy start-up determined to bring handmade American bikes to the world.
Tom Baker was a chronic worrier until hid dog Mango taught him how to live in the moment
Where people are creating, there is hope. And you don’t have to look far in this city to see the vivid colors of hope
His boyhood home was in disrepair, no "Ali Trail" in sight—why did it take Louisville so long to honor the champ?
While it may seem harmless to lavish affection on a dog, when an owner is teaching him to not jump on people, the last thing the pet needs is an enthusiastic stranger.
Why? Because the problem has got so bad that some pet owners have started misrepresenting their pets as service dogs