When not in Rome, you can still do what the Romans do. Meaning, for the matter at hand : Tiramisu ! Continue reading “Tiramisu”
Punctuality is the King’s politeness and that of the soufflé eater as well ! In other words, when your better half prepares a soufflé do her the courtesy of being on time at dinner. This will give her a chance to boast for the 5 minutes the soufflé will be risen !
Have you heard of the chamallow test ? It’s designed to assess kid’s ability to resist an immediate temptation in pursue of a greater satisfaction but later on. Well, I can tell you my better half fails this test almost on a daily basis, when, after a long and grueling day at work, he comes home to wolf down a bag a industrial pretzel before he gets to taste that delicious dinner I made for him. And it’s bugging me. I feels almost cheated on by this pretzel bag. So in a very “adapt or die” move, I decided I will prepare nibbles, quick and easy, and he’s snacking before dinner will not be cheating anymore.
Taste works in mysterious ways ! All my childhood and still now, I heard my mum wonder why I did not like beetroots despite their sweetness. I, personally, feel they taste like dirt… There are a few, but still some, ingredients that are on my blacklist. And looking at this list I wonder if I’m fit to live in the US because cinnamon and sweet potato had been blacklisted for some time already… See, I never was too big a fan of the sweetness of the sweet potatoes and their mashy texture. But to keep an open mind I kept trying and here is at last a recipe to make them to my taste !
Cobblers were created when the English settlers in their American colonies were not able to bake their traditional desserts for lack of suitable ingredients. As a French settler, in my humble American colony, often struggling to find my French go-to ingredients, I felt quite entitled to bake a cobbler for our Thanksgiving dinner.
D-5 before baby number 2 is officially due! Last time I was cooking before I was due, I did not have time to finish as we had to head to the hospital and my apricot jam ended up in the trash when I came home 5 days later. This time I’m only going for quick recipes, so nothing gets wasted.
As I’m typing the recipe, I also realize how much I’ve been free styling : changing fruits, removing ingredients and adding some. So this clafoutis is also now sort of my baby. Continue reading “Exotic clafloutis”
A week after Labor Day, not only are sprinklers switched off in the playgrounds, and is the saying “No white after Labor Day” all over the place, but your local farmers market is also giving you a hint it’s the end of summer ( I hate to break the news ) and arrival of Indian summer ( to keep a positive mindset ). No more berries in the spotlights, apple and pear crates are taking over. Continue reading “That’s the way the crumble crumbles”
On Saturday we celebrated the 2nd birthday of our son. As I’m allowing myself to indulge in a little sentimentalism, I can’t help but notice that this number 2 has a strong meaning for us these days : 2 years old having lived in 2 countries, 2nd baby to be born anytime soon, 2nd year living in the big apple… so what was more relevant than a 2 flavor cake ? Continue reading “2 good 2 be true : Choco-vanilla cake “