“Festina tarde was a renaissance concept: make haste slowly.” It’s taken me a long time to get to Under the Tuscan Sun, but it’s not for lack of cooking. On Saturday night,…
Author: emiglia
Fête des Vendanges de Montmartre and Tartiflette
The French may, in fact, be my favorite people in the world. Why? Because of this: La Fête des Vendanges de Montmartre. For all you non-Francophones out there, that means a wine…
Artichokes
Way back in September, when I was still just exploring Rue Cler, and my butcher hadn’t yet started making fun of me for the sheer amount of meat I buy (I like…
Pumpkin Dahl
Just a quick little post on the Pumpkin Dahl recipe I tried from Well Fed. As always, there were substitutions: spinach for the kale and white beans for the black-eyed peas, but…
Roast Chicken and a New Book
I have to say, I was very, very proud of this chicken. I don’t really know why… maybe it’s because even though I kind of used the recipe for Lemon-Herb Roast Chicken…
Lasagna
All this talk about comfort food from last month’s book of the month (stay tuned for this month’s, coming up shortly), has started me thinking about what comfort food means to me….
“Forget Me Not” Sambusik Cookies
“What sort of person am I? Where are my loyalties? And who will I remember when I grow up?” An interesting note on which to end September. I meant to get through…
Homecoming Fatteh
“For my first night back, we’re having chicken fatteh–a layered dish of toasted bread, chicken, onion, spices, and pine nuts covered with a velvety yogurt sauce. It’s so lush and lovely, I…
Craving Chicken Salad
What is it about cravings? They show up out of nowhere, and are always for the strangest things. I read an article about cravings several years ago, about what they mean. If…
A Tale of Two Chilis
I love chili. I really, really do. I like soup OK, and I love stew, but I’m too lazy to make it. No, when it comes to warm the spirit big old…