Healthy Food . . . Fresh Ingredients . . . Easy Recipes . . . & Musings from France
Breakfast Hash When we lived in Andorra, after many months of going to the fishmonger, clueless, I realized that I needed to learn fish. My problems: I didn’t know what the fish were (all the names were in Catalan) and, even if I did know their names I still didn’t know what to do with … Continue reading…
Spinach Salad with Quinoa It’s Saturday. Every Saturday, in the village of Sant Julià de Lòria, Andorra, there is a group of people meeting for lunch at El Principat, more familiarly know as Ramon’s It’s not a formal group. Anyone can show up and be welcomed, anytime. There is only one rule: the gathering is … Continue reading…
Sausage and Spinach Lasagne Happy Monday! Just a few spring flowers…. Our week always gets off to an early start. The trash collector comes by around 5:30 am. In this quiet hamlet in the middle of nowhere we can hear him coming for about 3 kilometres. Yes, unbelievable as it may seem to some of … Continue reading…
Go directly to recipe Kristen, of Dine and Dish had the interesting and very good idea of having newborn bloggers adopted by one of us old farts very slightly more experienced folk. I was absolutely thrilled when my adoptee said she was willing to do dishes. We may be on to something here. (Ahem) Anyway, … Continue reading…
Go directly to recipe January. Time to tidy up the house and the life. (Who? Me???) I have a few bloggy-things to catch up on. To start, Pat, of Pat's food blog, tagged me for the Happy Meme. My first thought was: Me? Happy? What on earth is THAT? (It had been a bad day…) … Continue reading…
Go directly to recipe I don’t know how many of you watched ‘Friends’. Those who did will remember the episode. For those who didn’t a brief description: Joey, that pillar of male intellect, was reading a book. A rarity for Joey. It was ‘The Shining’ by Stephen King. Whenever he got to the scary parts, … Continue reading…
Mon mari tends to take the fun out of being a traveling food blogger. He’s quite patient at home, waiting while I take a few hundred photos of a crumb of bread: arranging and rearranging; posing and reposing; adjusting the lights and the props. And he did ask me, very nicely, to please not embarrass … Continue reading…