Butternut Squash Bread Pudding for Thanksgiving
With Thanksgiving just around the corner, I can’t think of a more fitting dish to share as we celebrate the...

Tasty Postcards began as a playful experiment between my husband Richard—a chef—and me, an artist, after we sold our restaurant and catering business of over 30 years. With our hands finally free from the daily grind, we wanted to discover a new way to create together. The first spark came when we were invited to an artist residency in France. What started as a small idea to blend our passions––his for food, mine for art, and our shared love of storytelling––quickly grew into Tasty Postcards, a collaborative adventure chronicling our travels through Richard’s words and my paintings.
Now, through our Substack publication, Tasty Postcards, (link) we’re inviting you to come along—taste the places we visit, see the world through color and flavor, and celebrate the art of living well.
Explore our stories and enjoy this gallery of my artwork below.
With Thanksgiving just around the corner, I can’t think of a more fitting dish to share as we celebrate the...
It’s been exactly one year since we sold our business and hit the road. We reflected on that recently while...
A little bit of Austria and a lot of Vermont, that’s what you’ll find at the von Trapp Family Lodge...
The market was bustling with vendors and shoppers. The one thing we had anticipated was all things duck—duck prosciutto, duck...
From the outside, the sole supermarché in Le Bugue looks like any other big-box store, maybe a French version of Walmart....
I’m often asked, “Why did you become a chef?” My usual response is that it started in college because I...
The Camino de Santiago has for centuries lured the faithful, the adventurous and even the mildly curious. We count ourselves...
In the world of French food, “Perigord” is synonymous with “truffles”, black truffles to be more specific. The word itself...
We recently embarked on an adventure we had never anticipated, a week-long cruise to Bermuda. Over the years, we had...
Somehow in looking through the fridge the other day, I uncovered a bag of lemons that had gotten buried and...