confidence, confessions, and a confit recipe

I don't believe in twisting yourself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food you make. Julia Child (1912-2004) Neither do I, Jules. And for that matter, I don't believe in twisting myself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food I eat. Food was, before cloth became fashion, before sticks and stones evolved into… Continue reading confidence, confessions, and a confit recipe

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