I don't have a drop of English blood in me, but when I think about Christmas dinner, my imagination heads directly to England. For some reason, it's always Victorian England I picture. Christmas to me ...

Today’s column arose from a Facebook conversation with a friend who was hanging out in some of my favorite old stomping grounds in England. At one point she posted that she’d gone to a pub for a ...

The words "fine dining" and "etiquette" are enough to strike fear into the hearts of even the most learned people. It usually conjures images of rows of cutlery, tiny portions of hard-to-eat food, and ...

Naturally, an English Christmas dinner featuring beef has to be — has to be — accompanied by Yorkshire pudding. It follows as night follows day, or as mash follows bangers. Yorkshire pudding has ...