Oh frit…

Yes it's Thanksgiving, yes it's fall. And as I kiss goodbye to the most exciting of all my summers past I leap, boots-scarf-and-all into my first ever eastern fall. Evergreen territory, where I come from is, well, ever green. But now I can literally see the trees change colour as if consumed by autumn's flames. Blame algebra,… Continue reading Oh frit…

Tierce de Picanterie

Recently I've been noticing the simmering of a modern phenomenon, one that bubbles up against convention, and one that, truthfully spoken, makes me quite simultaneously pleased and bereaved. This new truth of the era cries out "good cooks are not the pudgy ones you'd imagine". Yes, sure, with the dawn of refined sugar and mass… Continue reading Tierce de Picanterie

Still a Wonder

Whenever I think of comfort food, I can never wander far from bread. Just think peanut butter banana sandwiches (actually just any classic sandwich!), grilled cheese, and stuffing...oh, then french toast, croutons on clam chowder, garlic bread - the list goes on. There's just something relieving about sinking one's teeth (maybe first past a toasted golden… Continue reading Still a Wonder

Casually Pudding it Out

Last year, while in Montreal, I stumbled upon a little patisserie. The floorspace of that mignon location was (my eyes are searching for an appropriate comparison as I write this), no bigger than a couple of my dining room table's surface. It was quite astounding, really, the rate at which baguettes, boules, pain au chocolats,… Continue reading Casually Pudding it Out

Wedge

To those of you who know me in person, you are most likely well-aware of the crazy cravings I've been having. Spring fever, maybe? Yes, I'll blame it on that. It's been what, like three weeks since I first began to avoir tellement envie de pommes frites. Not the actual deep-fried  fries, but the baked ones, because… Continue reading Wedge