Setting the Table: Vol. 6
for the space between winter and spring
Every Thursday, I’m setting the metaphorical table for the weekend ahead.
But this week, I’m setting a different kind of table. Yesterday was the big reveal! I’m finally sharing what I’ve been working on in my kitchen for the last few weeks. All those ingredient photos…the beets…the blood oranges…the Campari bottle lying on its side next to a fennel bulb at 11am on a Saturday morning…it’s all coming together.
Pull up a chair, this one’s pretty cool.
THE CENTERPIECE
(the thing in the middle of the table that everything else orbits around)
This is it.
The Spring Equinox Pantry Box.
I’m also calling it, The Awakening Box. Because as the season shifts, the light is finally coming back, and the white of winter is giving way to the colors of spring. It’s take to WAKE UP, friends!
And your pantry? Perhaps, it’s also still stuck in 2025…same jar of marinara or same bottle of vinaigrette, same spices whose expiration date is so worn off, they had to be from 2020…(or maybe even before…looking at you, mom <3).
Here’s what I know after 15 years in and out of the kitchen, from my own home to restaurants: you most likely already know how to cook…even just the basics. You can roast a chicken…you can boil pasta…you can fry an egg, toss a salad, etc. The part that stops you or gives you the most stress is probably what goes on top. The sauce…the dressing…the dip…the glaze. The accoutrement that turns mundane Tuesday night meal into something you actually sit down for and enjoy!
That part takes time, it does take a little more technique, it takes an intentionally-stocked spice cabinet…and well, the nerve to trust your instincts.
So, this box is me, offering to do the hard part. A little Freckled Fork for your home!
Six handcrafted sauces & accoutrements to welcome the spring and to give your meals some new life:
🌿 Beet & Walnut Romesco, kissed with smoked paprika
🌿 Preserved Lemon Aioli, hugged by harissa
🌿 Roasted Parsnip & Cider Vinaigrette, whirled with whole grain mustard
🌿 Cara Cara Campari Jam, cuddled by cardamom & vanilla
🌿 Citrus Za’atar Salt, marbled with Meyer lemon, blood orange & Aleppo
🌿 Blood Orange & Fennel Compound Butter, folded by fresh ground pepper
All small-batch, handmade & all from what’s peak right now…blood oranges, beets, Cara Caras, parsnips, fennel, meyer lemons…the works!
You bring the chicken, the pasta, the vegetables, and let me help with the wow.
$65 early bird pricing through March 14th.
Only 10 boxes available.
Pickup: Friday, March 20 (First day of Spring, the equinox & my dad’s birthday!)
Upper West Side, Manhattan
This is not a restock. When the season turns, so does the menu.
THE VESSELS
(what holds us, what gives our chaos shape and space)
I didn’t make this box alone.
My super talented friend & artist Rose Seccareccia hand-painted the customized Equinox card tucked inside every box. And the one with the magic hands, Sarah Buffaloe, a potter friend in DC, moulded these gorgeous sage-green ceramic candle holders especially for these boxes. And I’m here, too, in my kitchen, roasting beets and zesting blood oranges until my hands are stained.
Three women • Three crafts • Three sets of hands
A custom recipe booklet.
A hand-painted card.
A handmade ceramic candle holder.
Every piece crafted by a woman’s hands.
Light the candle, pull the card, open a jar.
That’s your equinox.
THE GRAZING PLATE
(quick bites, short reads, things to nibble on)
The equinox is March 20. That’s two weeks away. The exact moment when day and night are equal…when everything tips toward the light. I can’t think of a better reason to mark it with something made by hand, made with love.
Blood oranges are almost done. If you see them at your market this week, grab them. Slice them over a salad with fennel…an glug of olive oil, a squeeze of lemon and flaky salt. That’s it…that’s the recipe, give it a long kiss goodbye until next winter.
THE UTENSILS
(tools, recipes, the things that help you do the work)
I’m in production mode, so my kitchen is a beautiful disaster. But here’s what’s getting the most use:
My mortar and pestle…for the za’atar blend and cardamom. There’s something about grinding spices by hand that no food processor can replicate; the oils just release differently. You can feel when it’s done.
Plugra butter…82% butterfat, European-style goodness. If you’re making compound butter, the quality of your butter is the whole game. This is the one I’m loving these days.
THE GLASSWARE
(the bubbles, the refreshment, what quenches)
Recently? I’ve been known to sip a little Campari, soda with a twist of those blood orange peels while I test batches of the marmalade…all in the name of “research,”obviously. The bitter and the sweet, highly recommend.
THE NAPKIN
(for wiping away the week’s mess, the reset)
This is my reset this week: I’m letting the box be imperfect.
Ten boxes…not a hundred.
I’m not aiming for the moon here, just a small-batch of carefully crafted goodies to share the best of the season’s switcharoo.
Ten boxes, made by hand, for ten people who want something seasonal and real in their pantry. That’s enough for right now, and I’m feeling it…the permission to start small is the permission to start at all.
THE DESSERT PLATE
(the sweet stuff, pure joy, no justification needed)
Sarah’s candle holders are arriving in NYC any day now and I plan to line them all up on my kitchen counter with candles in them and just looked at them for a minute. Twelve sage-green ceramic holders, each one slightly different because that’s what happens when a human makes something by hand.
I am SO excited about these…not simply because of the candle holders, but because this box is becoming a real, physical, hold-it-in-your-hands sort of thing. It started as an idea at 2am and now there will be candle holders on my counter, lining up perfectly beside these empty jars waiting to be filled.
That’s the sweet stuff.
Thinking about this week…
The equinox is about balance. Equal light, equal dark…the moment before everything tips, and I keep thinking about how cooking is like that. It’s the balance between doing too much and not enough…between a sauce being underseasoned and one that’s pure perfection…between holding on to winter and letting spring in.
I’m choosing spring, lean into it with me. 🌱
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