In spite of my reputation for serving guests only the finest cuisine I can muster up, I invited a friend for lunch yesterday and thought I could foist my can of salade Niçoise off on her, and I would be efficient and multitask with trying a recipe from a book I just finished. Her visit, and my can of…um…salad?….presented me the opportunity to try The…
There’s lots of feta-like cheese out there, but only cheese made in Greece is considered true feta nowadays and you can’t call it feta anymore unless it was produced there. Like Champagne, which has to be made in Champagne or Brie de Meaux which has to be made is Meaux, it isn’t feta unless it’s made where it’s supposed to be made—in Greece. Although I’m…
As a cookbook author, whenever you do a cooking demonstration, there’s always The Question. It’s the one that’s the most frequently asked when you’re teaching classes. For me it’s “Can that be frozen?” Since my freezer is usually so crammed with stuff I can’t imagine wedging in a multi-layer cake amongst all the rock-hard frozen madness that I call “my freezer”…except for now, because I came home from…
What are the absolute last words you want to hear when invited to someone’s home for a meal? One such phrase was:“We had some fish that was about to go bad, so we’re having it for dinner.” Welcome to my world, which you thought was all baguettes and chocolate, but also (sometimes) includes dubious dinners, too.
New Server It’s niçoise–ish salad days around here since we’ve made the long-awaited and much-needed move to a larger server. The site should be loading much faster than it was before on the dinky server I’ve been limping along with. Hence we called it a day. However all was not without a glitch and you may have encountered some error messages recently. Sorry about that,…
As you probably have guessed by now, I’m quite different from the other Parisians. Aside from my less-than-stellar command of the language and a rather bizarre desire not to walk right into others on the sidewalk, I don’t buy that many baguettes. It’s not that I don’t like them. (Baguettes, I mean—although I like Parisians too…except when they walk right into you.) It’s just that…
Super tips on asking strangers permission to snap their photo. Oh, la vache is right! Let your homemade ice cream rest in Sweet Bliss. International Travel Boo-Boos. Drink wine through a straw? Mastering perfect popcorn. My new, favorite place to see Parisians in Birkenstocks. I guess it’s not so hidden anymore. Paris goes Wi-Fi! le Smart car is en route to America. Ever wonder how…
During the summer, like everyone else in Paris, I get outta town for a long break. I often visit friends who live in the country in nearby in the Seine-et-Marne, a region a little over an hour from Paris. You probably know about the famous cheese from there, brie de Meaux, which is sold in big, gooey rounds at most of the markets in the…
Ah, la salade niçoise… One of the classics of French cooking and one of my favorite things to dig into sitting on the terrace of a café, dreaming idling away the afternoon by the sparkling Mediterranean. But really, who wouldn’t want to dig into a big, fresh salad bursting forth with the flavors of the sunny French Riviera, no matter where you live? There’s always…
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