Mothers and grandmothers: these are the people that I admire most, not so much chefs.

The combination of olive oil, garlic and lemon juice lifts the spirits in winter.

You dont need a machine to make pasta: a rolling pin and a fast hand can create a smooth, if thick, sheet.

Brunch, for me, is an extended breakfast that should be enjoyed whenever you have time properly to engage in cooking and eating.

For me, the end of childhood came when the number of candles on my birthday cake no longer reflected my age, around 19 or 20. From then on, each candle came to represent an entire decade.

It is more than twenty years since we left the city. This is a serious chunk of time, longer than the years we spent living there. Yet we still think of Jerusalem as our home. Not home in the sense of the place that you conduct your daily life or constantly return to. In fact, Jerusalem is our home almost against our wills. It is our home because it defines us, whether we like it or not.

Pasta with melted cheese is the one thing I could eat over and over again.