Healthy Food . . . Fresh Ingredients . . . Easy Recipes . . . & Musings from France
I live with a conundrum… aka mon mari. He maintains that he doesn’t like fish. He continually refers to Friday as ‘Fish Hell Day’. Yes, we eat fish on Friday. No, it has nothing to do with our Catholic school upbringing. It’s because I like to cook fish on the day I buy it. I … Continue reading…
It’s summer, time for cooking on the barbecue grill. Time for juicy steaks, succulent chicken and tender, moist pork…. We hope. One key to good grilling is to not over-cook. Pork should be slightly pink, chicken should be cooked through but removed immediately or just before it reaches that point. Anything more will dry the … Continue reading…
Normal life. After such an intense, busy month it's hard to settle into normal life again. Not that it will be normal any time soon…. As I sat down to type this, two 10lb puppies came racing down the hall to remind me that it's time for 'puppy feeding frenzy'. We don't have feeding time, … Continue reading…
I'm enjoying pasta in Italy… old story; new recipe. For some of the family with us in Italy, this is their first trip across the pond. Seasoned travelers love to give tips to first-timers – things like beware of pick-pockets (true), don't drink the water (for Europe, false), they hate Americans (also false), there are … Continue reading…
I love this time of year. I love the sound of the wind blowing through drying corn and turning leaves. A completely different sound than summer breezes in green trees. I love the warm, dry days and the cool, clear nights. The humidity of summer is gone. I love gathering the walnuts and hazelnuts from … Continue reading…
Why would anyone want to make lasagna in their dishwasher? Why would anyone want to see how many people can be packed into a Volkswagen? Or crammed into a phone booth? Are there still phone booths? There are still public phones in France, both pay-phones and free-phones for emergencies, but they're not in booths. If … Continue reading…
A few weeks ago our neighbor tried to talk the farmer into doing something about the rabbits. We were hoping, lily-livered crew that we are, that the farmer would just make them disappear. They were eating his wheat, after all. But, I guess they didn’t eat much. Last week our neighbor pointed out an empty … Continue reading…