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- My Kind of Comfort Food
Savoy cabbage–what’s not to love? It’s basically a giant Brussels sprout!
The influence of my culinary school indoctrination has been waning over the past few months, and I’m glad of it. All the important techniques I learned are intact–at least I like to think they are–but I am beginning to trust my own palate again. Right […]
- Bangkok, via Barcelona
I am sitting, swathed in blankets, in a many-coloured but icy living room in Washington, D.C.
I drove here, if you can believe it, to make a dish.
I had planned 20 coffee creme brulees with candied pecans for a seated birthday dinner. Which somehow turned into two pounds of shrimp, buffet-style, in a smoked paprika broth. […]
- Mock Summer Salad
My parents sent me to a French school when I was 4 years old. People are often impressed that I speak French, but it’s really just a happy accident. (When people are impressed that I speak English, though, I get angry. I may not look terribly Caucasian, but it is my mother tongue.)
Speaking French won […]
