Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom… Thomas Carlyle Of all the smells of fecundity, of earth, of whispered dawn, of darkness at a somewhere depth pushing through to light, one of the most binge-worthy of harbingers (in my opinion) is that of mushrooms sautéing in butter, grind of pepper, sprig of … Continue reading Of the dark…
In Paris for a few weeks and travel and corralling kids has left little time for writing an entry, but here’s a picture of an awesome salad… I’m not sure how we originally found Le Relais Gascon. Probably just a stumble upon moment years and years and children ago. We were staying in a tiny … Continue reading A Quick Bite…
A Simple Cure “I believe in a benevolent God not because He created the Grand Canyon or Michelangelo, but because He gave us snacks.” Paul Rudnick There is a moment, a cusp, when afternoon finger balances with evening, the work of day is fairly done, the night not yet descended. It’s a time of slanting … Continue reading Duck Breast Prosciutto…
“It is chief of this world’s luxuries, king by grace of God over all the fruits of the earth. When one has tasted it, he knows what the angels eat.” Mark Twain – Pudd’nhead Wilson There is a taste of summer. I remember it from my youth. Along with sweet corn, and lemonade, the smell … Continue reading The Taste of Summer…
“You know why the French hate us so much? Thay gave us the croissant. And you know what we did with it? We turned it into the croissandwich, thank you very much.” Dennis Leary In my youth in the Midwest croissants were regarded as somewhat of a luxury item, trotted out occasionally for the impressive … Continue reading Layer upon Layer: the Secret Life of Croissants…
Chasing Snails (And Other Movable Feasts) 