I know I’ve kind of fallen off the face of the Earth, but I have an explanation: my aunt was here! We walked all over Paris for a week. My legs are…
Author: emiglia
Spaghetti and Meatballs
I have a list of foods that I do not, under any circumstances, cook. Mostly, it’s because I had a poor experience making them when I first started cooking in Toronto: hamburgers,…
Technical Difficulties…
In case you haven’t noticed, the sidebar on my page has jumped down to the bottom, a place where a sidebar is not meant to be. I have tried to tempt it…
Pink Risotto
First, some housekeeping: I got a comment saying that my font is difficult to read. Is this the general consensus? I find it quite easy to read, but then again, I’m on…
What’s in a name?
When I introduce myself in French, I say that my name is Emilie, which it’s not. It’s Emily (which the French take to pronouncing Hem-lee). I don’t know why I do it….
Daring Bakers: Lasagne Verdi al Forno
The March 2009 challenge is hosted by Mary of Beans and Caviar, Melinda of Melbourne Larder and Enza of Io Da Grande. They have chosen Lasagne of Emilia-Romagna from The Splendid Table…
Cake Day: Lemon Cake
I’m starting to understand the distinction between what are traditionally considered “guys’ jobs” and “girls’ jobs.” Of course, there are exceptions to all of these, but there are certain chores, certain jobs…
I Made My Own Roti!
I have mentioned The English One on this blog before. We met in college, and ever since, we have been best friends, even when he moved back to Wales and I kept…
Sweet Potato, Goat Cheese and Balsamic Onion Tart
There aren’t a lot of things that smell better than onions slowly caramelizing in butter. I’m not necessarily telling you all of this just so that you are immediately aware (if you…
My Legume Love Affair: Minestrone
When I lived alone, I was all about the legumes. Canned chickpeas, white beans and brown lentils were the three that most frequently appeared in my pantry, and I never tired of…