There are points in every season where I wake up and there’s… something – whether it’s a smell, a certain temperature or the way the air feels, maybe the height of the…
Grilled Swordfish over Greens
I don’t have a whole lot of stability in my life. It’s something that comes with the territory of being a self-imposed expat. I didn’t mind it so much at first, but…
Pasta, Tomatoes, Mozzarella, Basil
In an old house in Paris All covered in vines Lived twelve little girls In two straight lines. The smallest one Was Madeline. I know the introduction to Ludwig Bemelmans’ books about…
Honey Roasted Pears with Greek Yogurt
I’ve never been a huge sweets person. I only started making dessert because other people like dessert. If it were up to me, I’d rather hand out lasagna squares than cookies, but…
Blackened Fish, Mock Maque Choux
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…
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…