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- Salade Niçoise À Ma Façon
(Salade niçoise my way, or, the second installment of Salads That Are A Lot Of Work To Make.)
Bon 14 juillet à tous–happy Bastille Day! This salade niçoise is my little way of marking a holiday that I’ve been celebrating since I first began learning French at the age of 4. My parents sent me […]
- Cauliflower And Bresaola “Carpaccio” With Parsley Oil
I’m sure I am opening myself up to many additional pieces of hatemail and accusations of “zenophobia” [sic], but I’m laying bare last weekend’s Iowa City food diaries anyway, with the ground-breaking observation that Midwesterners eat not-so-great food, and too much of it. (To be fair, I started eating trash on the morning of my […]
- Brussels Sprouts: In Memoriam
It’s been a good season, Brussels sprouts, and you will be sorely missed.
I don’t even know why you were still in the supermarket yesterday, but you were, in a sad, dwindling pile by the beansprouts. I bought you, I took you home and I cleaned you. I stir-fried you with pancetta, garlic and dried chili […]
- 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 […]
