A pale pear and thyme martini in afternoon light, a sprig of thyme resting across the glass

Cooked from memory,written down for you.

My recipes lived on loose papers and in my head. Now they live here, so you can cook them too.

The Pear & Thyme Martini →
Come in
from my kitchen

So no one has to remember my recipes. Least of all me.

For years, friends would ask for a recipe and I would write it out again from memory. Every copy came out a little different.

This is where they finally settle down. Whole ingredients, cooked until I trust them, written plainly so the version you make tastes like mine.

Katya, signed by hand
Katya sipping white wine over a plate of oysters

On the Menu · Summer

Right now, it falls open to summer.

These are what the journal is turned to this season. Hover the list, the picture follows.

What summer asks of you

Cook what’s ripe, and stay out of its way.
Katya
A garden table set with flowers, champagne, and summer dishes under the trees

Hosting

Set the table outside while you can.

Summer hosting is a cold drink, a long table, and most of it done before anyone arrives. The rest of my tricks live here.

See how I host →
pull up a chair

When the season turns, I write you a letter.

One short note when the menu changes: what’s ripe, what I’m cooking, and a few things worth gathering people around. Nothing else.