Some links in this post are affiliate links. If you buy through them, I may earn a small commission at no cost to you. I only recommend gear I actually use in my private chef kitchen. Private dinner, Watch Hill, late July. Cauliflower bites salsa verde for ten guests on a shingle-cottage porch. The cottage…
Micro wedding, Watertown, MA, October. The side that anchored the whole dinner was a baked mac and cheese, Gruyère and smoked cheddar, set on the table between every four guests. The Colonial off Mt. Auburn was exactly what you’d picture. Wide plank floors, low ceilings, a fireplace in the living room that was already going…
This sweet potato bisque came out of a private chef seasonal menu tasting in Providence, late October. The clients had booked a private chef dinner through Partum Events and sent me the most interesting brief I’d gotten all fall: they didn’t want a list of dishes. They wanted the menu to taste like October. That…
This maple panna cotta was built for a Newport anniversary dinner in late October, and it’s been in my rotation ever since. Private dinner, Federal-style house off Bellevue, six guests around a long candlelit table. The host’s only brief for dessert was, “make it feel like fall.” A spiced pear compote and chopped walnuts on…
This white chocolate raspberry cheesecake was the dessert of last summer. I made it for almost every bachelorette party in Newport and then kept right on making it for every Cape Cod bachelorette booked through Partum Events from June through September. A mansion rental on Bellevue Avenue, a waterfront Airbnb in Chatham, a shingled cottage…
Private dinner, Needham, early September. A daughter hired me through Partum Events for her father’s birthday. Just the two of them at her place, a quiet Tuesday night. The whole menu had been built around her dad’s favorite proteins, and cod saffron cream sauce was the course everyone at the table was waiting on. I…
Sweet potato pierogies sage brown butter, plated for a private New Year’s Eve dinner in Boston’s Beacon Hill, December 31st. The apartment sat on Mount Vernon Street in a red-brick row house, four flights up, a kitchen the size of a galley and a dining room built for exactly eight. The host had hired me…
Flank steak aji panca chimichurri, plated for a private birthday dinner in Winchester, Massachusetts, late July. The house was a quiet colonial on a tree-lined street north of Boston, the kind of neighborhood where dogs walk themselves and everyone waves. Six people around the dining room table. The host was turning fifty and her husband…
Short rib arancini, Christmas dinner party, Cape Cod, late December. A family home in Falmouth that I still think about. Not because of the kitchen, but because there were four full Christmas trees. Four. One in the entryway, one in the living room, one in the dining room, and one I found in a back…
Mother’s Day dinner, Providence, mid-May. The house was one of those College Hill Victorians two blocks up from Thayer Street, the kind with a wraparound porch and more windows than walls. Six women, a table set outside, a lemon ricotta tart already sketched in my head, and a brief that came in exactly three words:…
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