Oh my, where is the time going? This virus doesn’t just provoke horror, it eats time. Never in my life have I had so much time, never have I felt…
Last October, I hiked a good part of the Sentier des Douaniers, the winding trail that traces the coast of Brittany. Just last week I hiked another part of…
I have a dinner coming up, and I want to make a delicious but simple cake for dessert. I considered plenty of options and settled on an old favorite, Yogurt…
I got to thinking about eggs the other day. My thoughts were stimulated by my friend Betty who gave me, as a hostess gift, a dozen eggs from her husband’s…
Every year I make a batch of pepper confit (confit means to cook very slowly usually in oil or fat) with Doux des Landes (capsicum annum) grown in the fields…
Each year as Thanksgiving approaches, I'm thinking about what exciting little dish I can insert into the holiday weekend, un "petit cadeau" to get people's attention. I entertain a mixture…
Last week was extraordinary It began ten years ago, when Evelyn Isaia and her daughter, Camilla, came to a week-long cooking class I was teaching in Paris. By weeks' end…
Since the election I’ve been searching for optimism. I’ve found some. There is optimism in people gathering round. At the market yesterday, it was a flurry of friendship as people…
It's school vacation, again. Every six weeks French students have a two week break, and parents adjust. I used to think this was insane but I've come around. When…
Brittany. It's a magic land. I just returned from a few days respite in Concarneau, in the Finistere, a bustling sea port of 20,000 settled around its crown jewel, the Bay…