Posted in Paris, pie, tarts, cobblers & crisps, recipes on Jul 15th, 2008
We’ve been home from Paris for over a month now. I finally stopped consuming whole baguettes and wearing as little makeup as possible, because one day I looked in my American mirror and decided my American face could use a little bronzer. So the kir-colored glasses are off – but what’s left, what I will [...]
I have tried to like oysters. I have. Certainly I like the idea of oysters – natural, rough, juicy, briny. The glimmering hope of pearls. And how about those camera-ready looks? I mean, look at those Paris oysters – huitres. They are piled in baskets for the evening’s delight, and people rush home with so [...]
In Paris, the asparagus was white as snow in summer. It is such a common sight in French markets that I heard at least one American gasp upon seeing it. “That would cost a fortune at home,” she said, and it would. Here, we look at white asparagus like Siberian tigers – exotic and rare, [...]
The eagle-eyed and photographically gifted Miz Booshay noted that this citron presse looked like it was served at the Paris tearoom Angelina – and give that girl a croissant, because she knows her cafes. It was. Mme. Booshay, I thought I was finished posting the Paris trip. I was trying, really – trying to move [...]
One night on our Paris trip, we suddenly had the urge to give our expanding middles and narrowing arteries a break from buttery soup and emmenthal cheese. We were wiped that day, with tired feet and little will to scout the perfect bistro. In an odd turn of events, we were ready for any dinner [...]
