And so it begins... (Cook the Book Fridays: Winter Salad)

Fridays are back....

It's been many months since the French Fridays with Dorie group wrapped up their four and a half year journey cooking their way through Dorie Greenspan's Around My French Table.

Apparently, I am not the only person who was jones-ing for a new adventure since some of the former FF crew found a new project for us to cook along to. (Thank you Katie, Mary & Betsy)


It's complicated... (Tuesdays with Dorie BwJ: Cornmeal-Blueberry Biscotti, Babas & Buttermilk Bread)

When my daughters were new-born, I used to look at them and wonder what cosmic force in the universe thought that it was a remotely good idea to leave me in charge of ensuring that these two little blobs made it to adulthood. I can barely walk across the room without tripping over something. We won't even talk about the number of glasses that have met their untimely end as a result of being in my hands.

Twenty-something odd years later, everyone is still in one piece. We all survived each other. Day by day. Year by year. Life was complicated and simple all at the same time. With each milestone, I would breathe a sigh of relief and brace myself for the next set of challenges.

Kind of like making babas...

The act of putting together babas seemed intimidating when I first approached the recipe, but when I saw it as a series of steps it really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.


'Tis the Season (Tuesdays with Dorie Baking Chez Moi: Chocolate Chestnut Tart with Vanilla-Chestnut Syrup & Fluted Carrot-Tangerine Cake)

It's been a weird winter. We broke temperature records on Christmas Eve - it was 72F. Very little snow has fallen. I am not complaining; but considering that we were battling with too much snow last year at this time, it is a bit odd. It has me off-kilter.

It appears that the kids next door received drones for Christmas. They sell these things at Target - I had no clue that you could buy them at Target until I knocked some over off an end-cap. I guess you could say that I "stumbled into" the realization. If I were a little bolder, I might consider investing in one of those paint-ball thing-a-ma-bobs. I wondered if they registered them with the FAA. Note to self: buy heavy duty shades for the back of the house.

Runner Girl starts her final semester of college this week. For the time being, I am letting go of my "time-is-travelling-too-fast" denial. As always, I reserve the right to change my opinion on this at any time.

Fluted Blood-Orange Carrot Cake


Things Work Out (Tuesdays with Dorie BwJ: Vanilla Hazelnut Cheesecake)

Because it rains when we wish it wouldn't,
Because men do what they often shouldn't,
Because crops fail, and plans go wrong-
Some of us grumble all day long.
But somehow, in spite of the care and doubt,
It seems at last that things work out.


Tuesdays with Dorie BwJ: Parmesean Puffs & Brie in Brioche

I really should have known better. All the warning signs were there. The longing looks. The thinly veiled comments.

The seeds were planted the first time we saw the house. They were cemented the day we closed. 

Each time he looked at the...