I was trying to explain to a French friend what a ‘foodie’ is, and he was looking at me like I was nuts. I guess when you live in a country that’s full of people that live to eat, the concept of people not into eating is a bit odd. So, for lack of a better introduction, here are my ‘foodie’ addresses for places that…
As part of the mayor’s plan to reduce traffic and congestion, starting July 15th, the city of Paris is commencing with a program called Vélib’ where you can borrow one of their 20,000 low-cost bicycles. The city has installed lots of bike lanes in anticipation, although pedestrians (and dogs) make such frequent use of them that bicyclists usually have a bit of tricky maneuvering to…
People often say I’m the luckiest person in the world for the kind of life they perceive that I lead. But I’ve found some folks who’ve got me beat, hands-down. I’m back from my book tour, which was exhilarating but made me a tad homesick. Although really, if one thinks about it, how many times can one visit Target in a month? And don’t even…
I was at my publisher’s office in Berkeley recently (handing out ice cream and sauce to everyone, if you want to know) and on my way out, the main editor handed me a copy of The River Cottage Meat Book. At the time, I didn’t quite know why he pressed a copy in my hand since it’s not particularly a subject I’m always trying to…
San Francisco food bloggers get some R&R at R&G. New summertime desserts from me with the fine folks at Culinate. Butter, glorious (homemade) butter. An Austinist interview. The San Francisco Chronicle licks gets some licks in with Super Scoops Only a fool would come to my cooking class. (But folks…what’s up with those angry-looking pictures of me everyone likes to post? I’m not that mean…am…
(Dispatch from San Francisco) I simply can’t recall the last time in Paris that I was ate French fries that were actually made with real, freshly-cut potatoes. And served crisp, cooked like someone cared about how they tasted. Nor can I think of anytime in the recent past when I’ve been served fresh, seasonal tomatoes in a salad. Last week I ate at Nopa, a…
Although I’ve been enjoying lots (and I mean lots) of all-American ice cream on my trip, there’s just no substitute for lapping up real Italian gelato. I’ve been fortunate to sample gelati up and down Italy and will be heading back this fall to Florence, the culinary capital of Tuscany. True Italian Gelato I’ll be co-hosting a weekend packed with gelato and chocolate-tastings with my…
Thanks to everyone who came to the ice cream tasting and booksigning at Ici last weekend. In French, Ici means ‘here’…and although by now I should say I was definitely ‘there’, it was nice to meet so many of you nonetheless and glad you all got your licks in! I hadn’t tasted Mary Canales’ ice creams and sorbets in her jewel-like shop, which I’d heard…
You know when you’re invited to a large family gathering and you’re filled with a bit of dread. Lots of cheek-pinching and stories told about how you wet your pants in the third-grade when you had to give an oral book report in front of your entire class. But there’s always some wacky, gravel-voiced relative who doesn’t care what anyone thinks about her. So you…
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