One could call this the last gasp of the potager….
There were a few green tomatoes left, I pulled the basil out but kept a basket full of leaves to use and the last Delicata squash was smaller than usual.
They all seemed good candidates for an end-of-summer quiche.
Or would that be a beginning-of-autumn quiche?
Whatever the name – … Continue reading.....
Two things combined last week to inspire this dish: it was very hot and I had a counter full of tomatoes.
I had to do something with all the tomatoes and I didn’t want to be cooking dinner in the heat.
So I did it all in the morning.
Most of the tomatoes got blanched, chopped, bagged and frozen.
And … Continue reading.....
France may be the home to over 500 cheeses but I don’t often see any that are smoked.
Maybe it’s because the preference seems to be for soft cheeses….
The other day, at my favorite Grand Frais, I found a Corsican smoked sheep’s milk cheese.
Naturally, I bought some.
After nibbling on it for a few days I decided to … Continue reading.....
I don’t often make food I can’t eat.
I mean, really, why would one do that?
The point of cooking, after all, is eating.
There were a few abysmal failures in the early days that were simply not edible by anyone but I like to think I have left those days behind.
I guess I could look on the bright … Continue reading.....
I decided it was time to make a quiche.
I haven’t been making them lately…. partly because I wasn’t buying any suitable vegetables.
I wasn’t buying any suitable vegetables because I had a plethora of spaghetti squash to get through.
I like that word…. plethora. I think I’ll use it more often.
I’ve noticed a dearth of imaginative, intelligent words … Continue reading.....
My potager is closed for the winter.
I managed to keep it productive for much longer than usual this year.
Strangely, I’ve been picking enough green beans every day for the last month to feed the village – more than I picked at the height of summer.
They had been doing so poorly I was going to pull them out … Continue reading.....
I love pasta.
Mon mari likes pasta…. But it’s a challenge for him to gauge the insulin right. After many, many attempts at figuring out why sometimes his blood sugar goes very high and other times low, we’ve just accepted the mystery and limit the pasta.
We used to eat it once or twice a week. Now it’s once every … Continue reading.....
What do you cook when you really don’t feel like cooking?
You know – it’s dinnertime, one should eat but the only thing that appeals is a glass of wine and a bowl of popcorn. But the inner health critic demands more?
Plus there’s half of a butternut squash languishing in the fridge….
Easy – grab the smoked sausages from … Continue reading.....
