Mackerel
There are few things in life one can really count on. Weather is one. The celebratory delight when a champagne […]
A house without a cookie is a sad place indeed, I thought as I pulled the vanilla sugar from its
In the early 1980’s, I was hired to open a small tea salon in the sixth arrondissement of Paris. My
This morning over fresh bread, butter, jam and steaming bowls of hot chocolate (for my daughter) and tea (for me),
Those of you who have been to class at On Rue Tatin have eaten his marvelous vegetables; many of
The other day an email dropped into my mailbox, with the subject line “You’re IN!” This was from my
With all of the glorious fresh seafood around me here in Normandy, I tend to forget about tinned sardines. I
A dozen years ago or more, when I was considering what sort of sink I needed for my kitchen, I
Another April morning, another fire in the woodstove. It’s sooo cold here. I had a call last night from a
I love blood orange juice in the morning. I learned to love it in Italy, where I’d order it at