Sunchoke, Turnip + Leek Soup
Post by Molly Just as spring began to poke it’s little head out of the dirt, I unearthed the very last of my winter vegetables from the refrigerator. If you ever visit Nash’s produce stand… Continue reading
Post by Molly Just as spring began to poke it’s little head out of the dirt, I unearthed the very last of my winter vegetables from the refrigerator. If you ever visit Nash’s produce stand… Continue reading
Post by Anna A little over a month ago, Molly and I scaled up our little weeknight kitchen operation for a five-course, two seating pop-up dinner with our friends at The Gefilteria. One… Continue reading
Post by Anna Leftovers, like everything else good and practical, are becoming hip. Previously untouched pieces of animal fat and organs — sometimes called ‘variety meats’ — are sold at butcher shops and… Continue reading
Post by Anna Just when I thought I’d eaten leftover bread every which way — croutons, bread crumbs, French onion soup, the inevitable is-this-white-mold-or-flour moment from the loaf that’s been sitting on top of… Continue reading
Post by Molly I left last month’s CabinFever fundraiser with a deep respect and appreciation for its founder, Elana, a giddy lightness after pulling off my first-ever catering gig, and a mountain of herbs, carrot greens,… Continue reading
Post by Molly When Anna and I first started Tupp Ups over a year ago—scheming over a bucket of oysters and Pinot Grigio at Taylor Shellfish Farms—we both thought of the blog as merely… Continue reading
Post by Anna It’s summer, which means the how-fast-can-you-go-through-a-shit-ton-of-leafy-greens game is on! Juggling my own garden and a first time CSA share has brought me face to face with a bounty of wonderful vegetables… Continue reading
Post by Anna In my life, cheese has never really lasted long in the fridge. One time I actually got yelled at for spending too much time in the sample section at the… Continue reading
Post by Molly A few Sundays ago, I met my friend (and namesake) Molly for a long overdue coffee at Café Presse. Two cappuccinos, one croque madame, and countless stories later, we came to… Continue reading