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So what if I were French and wanted to do a July Fourth picnic? Well, let’s see, I’d …. Wait a minute! I am French!
As I prepared for an early summer grill class last week I pinched myself. Anyone who has written a cookbook knows just what I mean.
I just had my spring sojourn at Cap Ferret, a narrow, sandy peninsula across the bay from Arcachon, on the southwest coast of France.
Amuses in the kitchen The amuse-bouche is the French answer to an appetizer. It can also be called “mise-en-bouche,” or literally “put it in the
Everyone here – everyone being most of the growers I buy from – says we’re three weeks behind the normal season. This means that instead
As I anticipated last week’s class, my heart fell. Here I’d advertised a spring class and we were still in the throes of winter with
I don’t care how many books I write, each one is a labor of love, and as the publication date approaches the excitement builds, and
Aioli is a staple for me. I fell in love with it when I was researching FRENCH FARMHOUSE COOKBOOK and I was in Provence, aioli’s
I keep waiting for spring and finally, today it knocked on the door. I know, officially it’s been here since March 21, but nothing about
I remember interviewing Pascal Barbot of the pocket-sized restaurant l’Astrance, asking him questions as we sat over a coffee. We talked about his past, his
My daughter is coming home for spring break so the refrigerator and the cupboard need to be stocked, because wherever she is, a small crowd
There are things about living in a small French town that I occasionally take for granted. One of these is our town herbalist. I know.
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