Somehow, every year, I forget that my favorite season exists until it’s here. You’ll say that’s impossible. That there are only four seasons, and that anyone who can forget one of them…
Author: emiglia
Mecox Bay Dairy, Mecox Sunrise
The other day, I listed some of the reasons for my recent radio silence. But another reason — perhaps a more important reason — that I haven’t been posting so much is…
Pork Chops, Mushrooms, Roquefort Sauce, Broiled Figs
When last we spoke, dear reader, it was summer. I was posting about tarts topped with berries from Paziols and looking forward to going back to the States for a month. Well,…
Red, White and Blue Pie… A Month Late
I’ve been in Paziols. This was supposed to be a 4th of July post, but the 4th of July, like pretty much every day, kind of just flew by, until suddenly, it…
Mirabelle Clafoutis
We are without Internet. It’s incredible how simultaneously frustrating, relaxing, alienating, and eye-opening it is. When I say we, I of course mean, we in Paziols. Long-time readers know that my usual…
Eggs and Lox and Daddy
There are a lot of posts up all over the Internet today about dads, but I’m going to add my own two cents all the same. After all, there’s no cap to…
Marché and Salade Niçoise
It’s ridiculous how quickly I can forget things. One minute, I’m staring into the abyss of my refrigerator, uninspired by Tupperware containers of leftovers and a 12-step-worthy amount of cheese, slamming the…
Lime Curd and Raspberry Jam Tartelettes
I can’t quite imagine what it must have been like when my mom lived in Paris in the 80s. Phone calls were made from a shared phone you had to reserve and…
Rockport and Fish Cakes
Sometimes, you just get swallowed. It happens to me all the time. I feel like I sit down for a moment, and by the time I look back up, it’s two weeks…
Amatriciana
I’m not too sure when things started happening so fast. There are a series of moments — many of them documented on this very blog — that have had me turning around…