Katie Workman

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When I was 7 my family moved from New York City to Westport, CT.   My father was the catalyst for this event.  My mother could not have been less happy.  To this day she will tell people that “you can still see my heel marks on exit 17 when Peter turned off the highway.”  She had lived in Manhattan since birth, and the move to the suburbs was a terrible plot twist in her urbane life. But there we were, in the suburbs, with a yard and a basement, and shortly two cats, and a town with a Main Street.  …

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True Confessions: Embarrassing Mom Moment Number….Oh, Pick a Number

This is the first year since my 14-year old was in preschool that I have not been a Class Mom.  I’m not complaining, I’m not bragging, I’m just stating a fact.  Sometimes I’ve offered; my kids used to ask me to volunteer for this role all the time.  Now I think my 14 year old would rather eat his own shoe rather than have me waltz into his classroom and start pinning up Thanksgiving decorations. Sometimes I was drafted; I would get a frantic call from the division rep saying, “NO ONE wants to do it this year, PLEASE would …

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Good Deeds: The Scold the Cold Fundraiser

Last year just before my dad died, my younger son Charlie cooked up a plan.  He’s always been highly affected when he sees a homeless or hungry person on the street, on the subway.  Since he was old enough to register other people’s situations, he has asked me to give him some money to offer to a person in need, and I always do. My husband and I have been actively involved with hunger relief organizations such as Share Our Strength and City Harvest for many years, and this is clearly an issue that means a lot to our whole …

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Anatomy of a Cookbook Photo Shoot

The writing and publishing of a cookbook is a real process.  Interested in immediate gratification?  Oof, this is not your line of work. The manuscript for Dinner Solved is finished, it’s being edited by my excellent editor Suzanne Rafer, and we are spending the entire week shooting all 100 recipes (plus variations!) in the book. I absolutely love this part of bookmaking . First, the photographer of the book is my good friend Todd Coleman. He’s so talented it’s stupid. And he has assembled a team of cooks and assistants who are so top notch it makes me weepy.   And then …

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The Last Thanksgiving with Dad

Last year at this time, we found ourselves part of one of those clubs that no one wants to join. This club could have been titled something like, “The Coalition of Families with a Really Sick Person, Who Don’t Know Whether or Not to Plan a Big Thanksgiving Because No One Knows How He/She Will be Feeling.” See? I told you. Awful club. Awful Name. The acronym is worse. My Dad had been diagnosed with brain cancer two months prior, finished emergency surgery, bounced back enough to read the paper, enjoy a few nights out with close friends and family, …

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The Great Thing About Home Cooking, And Why It’s Hard to Breast Pump at a Restaurant

I was pregnant with my second son when I first started thinking seriously about pursuing a long-deferred dream of doing something in the food world.   I was looking at various options, and seriously considering getting into the restaurant business, even though I fully (really, fully) understood how grueling and unromantic it was most of the time (I’ve been a busgirl, a waitress, a hostess, and once almost a bartender but I couldn’t reach the bottles on the top speedrack). , After Charlie was born, my husband gave me a gift, and he presented it to me in front of both …

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