Healthy Food . . . Fresh Ingredients . . . Easy Recipes . . . & Musings from France
When we lived in the US we tended to have big parties with lots of people and lots of food. Okay, maybe a bit of beer and wine, too. They were the kind of parties where people nibbled and stood and talked. Or, in summer, nibbled and sat around the pool and talked. We didn’t … Continue reading…
Recently ma belle soeur and I were discussing multi-cookers, of which the Instapot is easily the most well-known (at least in the U.S.). While they were extremely tempting and we both would like to own one, neither of us was ready to make the commitment – of both money and counter space. The tricks in … Continue reading…
My mother often cooked on a griddle. She had a cast iron griddle that fit across the 2 front burners on her gas range. It was perfect for making pancakes. But it was even better for frying potatoes and pork chops – a favorite dinner when I was growing up. My mother always fried potatoes … Continue reading…
I may have mentioned in the past my propensity for buying new kitchen gadgets, using them once (or twice) and then forever losing them in the hidden corners of the pantry. It doesn’t always happen that way…. Just often enough that my desire for something new involves some serious discussions. I have a lovely food … Continue reading…
Two guest posts in one week? In fairness, I’m not doing guest posts in place of recipe posts, just in addition to. And you know how I love to debunk cooking and food myths. I may add to this one myself at a later date. Cooking Myths that Aspiring Cooks Need to Know Separating culinary … Continue reading…
Okay, not really…. but my pretty Christmas tree napkins were noticed on my Christmas table: And a request was made for instructions. As a picture speaks more than a thousand words….. 1. Start with a square napkin folded in half, then in half again. 2. Turn the four loose (not folds) corners up. … Continue reading…
Remember when I told you about my quince? I sniffed them for a month trying to figure out when they were ripe. Finally, one fell off…. I decided it was time. Then I had to figure out what to do with them… taking heed of all the warnings you all left for me about how … Continue reading…