My Mom and I were having a conversation that we had already had many times before. “No, no, no you and Remi are real cooks,” I insisted. “You both are unafraid to try anything, no matter how complex and you make it look soooo easy. Me, I am a lazy cook.” “No, you’re not. You cook all the time!” she responded without losing a beat.
I thought about that for a second. And to the corn-pepper quesadillas that I had whipped up to go with the last dregs of my chili for lunch. Dinner was already forming in my mind. I knew that I had to use the zucchini and so would probably shred it in a sauté with shallots, cumin and curry. That would go on top of teriyaki salmon (I am big on layering stuff in bowls) and topped with some sort of tahini sauce (it ended up being tahini, soy, lemon, olive oil). So maybe Mom was right (and isn’t she always?). But then again, all of this is super simple to do. There are no “techniques” involved, no themes, no recipes.
And while I do own some fine cookbooks, I usually read them like novels in hopes that something will filter down to my Swiss-cheese memory (one aside about my memory problems and food–my Mom will back me up in that I may not be able to remember the name of the movie that I watched last night but I will be able to recall exactly what I ate the first time I was at say, Uglesich’s, more than twenty years ago–Muddy Water Trout with anchovies and jalapenos, easy).
Instead, I usually just look at what I have and make something up. That is why I tend to call myself a lazy cook and not really a foodie, which implies not only encyclopedic knowledge but derring do. But I do love to eat, I do love my wine.
So perhaps instead I am a Food E as in Food (that’s) Easy.
Somehow things that come over the internet seem to strike me in a more immediate “Oh, I need to have that now,” type of way and so, looking over what I brought back from the market today (plus a bag of oysters and another of mussels that were immediately put into the fridge), I can see that I would like to make:
Sharon Santoni of My French Country Home’s mind-bogglingly simple roasted tomato soup
David Lebovitz’s Moules Frites (happening tonight)
Saveur’s Roasted Cauliflower with Tahini Sauce, link found via their newsletter
Gallivanta of silkannthreades’ Crostata (I am so not a baker–luckily as I already eat my weight in cheese–but this looks tempting)
Other food goings on that caught my attention around Ye Olde Webbe?
— The hilarious NK of Bread is Pain has launched (after many of us begged) a new blog, Bread is Pain Food. This recipe for leeks and pancetta pasta was delish.
–By chance, charming Jeanne at I dream of just posted today about her recent experience at the outdoor markets in the ancient Kingdom of Bhutan. Take a look-see, it is fascinating.
— Now, this doesn’t quite count but my friend Jennifer of the Gustia blog has mentioned that she hopes to do a post on the recent olive harvest and pressing that happened recently at her house in Menton. I am still tapping my wristwatch on this one. Maybe if we ask her nicely? “Oh, Jenniferrrr….”
*UPDATE: Yay! A new post from her hot off the press: From Ventimiglia to Pigna*
— Do you remember when I made a link to a lovely blog that I had stumbled upon while researching Hotel Crillon Le Brave? That is Map and Menu and it is a delight. Meredith is an extremely talented lifestyle photographer and her honey, Michael is a charming web developer so they make a great team. They love to travel and their enthusiasm is infectious. Plus, they take their huge black Lab, Orvis, with them whenever they can, so seriously, what is not to like? I can’t wait to hear about their trip to New Orleans (and Edgar, if you see this, they just came back from Sonoma).
–Speaking of puppers, well, I can be a little slow on the uptake and so just noticed that the beautiful (inside and out) Kristin Espinasse has a few videos on her epic blog, French Word-A-Day (I also just noticed that she has 42,085 readers. Yes, you read correctly). Now, if you pop over there right now, you can see photos of a young Smokey (one of her two insanely lovable Golden Retrievers–shh, don’t tell Ben and Kipling) but you can also watch a video of Kristin making cake with Smokey’s Mom, Braise here:
–To toot my own horn (woot! woot!), you can read my post for the Tuesday Dinner series on Ann Mah’s blog here. In it, I probably whine about being lazy some more but give a good recipe for a Provençal tart. Now, I realize that it was published some time ago so why bring it up? Because this week’s participant of the series is none other than Patricia Wells. Me. Patricia Wells. Same series. I nearly fainted. (And yes, Ann’s book is absolutely as great as I said it was. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll become seriously hungry).
–An apple a day? Laoch at Counterintuitivity recently provided this link to a TED talk with William Li about foods that starve blood vessels feeding the growth of cancer cells and one of his readers gave a link to a list of foods that do so. It can be found here.
And I hope that this epic post (my longest posts are always about food, what does that say?) stirred some happy hunger out there as well. I will just finish by thanking my Mom for cooking for us from scratch every night of my childhood when I was growing up. Yes, it was considered outright wacky that she made such ‘exotic’ foods as “lasagna” and “chicken curry” in the 1970’s Midwest of the U. S. of A but she did it anyway and gave me the lifelong gift of a love of food because of it. Merci, Maman!





Oh we are so on the same page! And yes, when Remi goes away I go on a peanut butter sandwich diet. 🙂
Yipeee!!! See? Peer pressure works!
I know that people swear that there is such a huge difference between homemade and readymade but again, I am lazy and it tastes mighty good with storebought dough!
Thank you for your kind words and the smiley too…
And I bet you actually cook the recipes too! See? Foodie!!
I'm a follow a recipe while making my own adjustments kind of cook. I love to cook, absolutely love it. I love the time to myself in the kitchen, I love the searching and planning for a meal, I love setting a table and watching people enjoy what I whipped up. Food is without a doubt one of the great loves of my life 🙂
I just found your blog through Lisa at Renovating Italy and I so enjoyed this post. 🙂 I read cookbooks like novels too, more for inspiration than actual recipes. 🙂 I love all the tidbits you shared today. I just woke up on my Australian farm and am very, very hungry. 🙂
I am definitely a lazy cook. Except when it comes to making desserts and baking bread. I love to do both. And I think that you are a much better cook than you give yourself credit for.
The simplest way of cooking and with freshest ingredients make the best food.
The salmon, trout, and oysters you mentioned cooked and the dinner course you plan on cooking are welcome on any table.
Those brioche, bread, and pastries certainly I will not refuse.
I went to Michael and Meredith's blog and am impressed with their visit to Sonoma.Mrs. Abstract and I have been to some of the places they mentioned and we have to visit the others. Healdsburg is a little more than an hour from Napa and we visit often. Sonoma and Healdsburg are exquisite little towns northwest of us. Thank you.
Lastly, you and Jeanne (I dream of) showed a good mixture of colorful fruits and vegetables which a dietitian said I should eat for my health. She said I only like greens (spinach,string beans, bitter melons) and gave me a list with other colors.
I cook a little, mainly soups and noodles but Mrs. Abstract does most.I don't know how to bake, she does.
Oh, Heather?….so, you didn't know how to make pasta at one point in your life? Just for the public, blogosphere record?…..my mother was raised in an orphanage (a very pleasant and nice one, to be sure, but she still never even entered the institutional kitchen) until she was 13, at which point she was adopted by a wealthy couple who kept a chauffeur, gardener, housekeeper, cook, etcetera.
The upshot was that, when she married my father at age 21, she knew NOTHING about any cooking whatsoever. She'd never even SEEN anyone cooking,between the two extremes of her upbringing.
Then….she found herself in military housing at Keesler Air Force base in Biloxi, Mississippi. Her first dinner, EVER, was made in honor of her visiting mother-in-law (my grandmother, obviously). Louise decided, for some reason, to make "spaghetti" (not that she'd ever actually had it or seen it, growing up in rural, 1940's-50's East Tennessee). She bought several cans of Ragu spahetti sauce at the PX store, broke up up a boxful of spahetti, tossed that into the pot (she didn't know that you had to boil it first), added pound of raw hamburger, put "cheese" on top of that (probably Velveeta, since that was all we could get back then in Mississippi), turned the stove-eye on high, and took her happy, suddenly confident, pregnant-self for a far-too-long walk along the beach. She wasn't really aware that you had to TIME food while it's "cooking"…..and the stuff just raged and burnt away for a couple of hours.
Suffice it to say that, when my father arrived after picking up his mother, they all went to a restaurant off-base. Mother's learned a lot since then, of course.
Similarly?….Herve tells of the first time his mother left the two very young boys alone with their father (A physicist, oddly enough, given what happened). Jean Claude, flummoxed by the directions she'd left behind, simply decided to make toast and boiled eggs for his sons. Herve swears that it's true…..his father didn't know that you had to put water into the pot before adding the eggs. You can guess what happened.
So, don't feel too bad about your own supposed ignorance…..lots of folks are worse-off.
—-david terry
http://www.davidterryart.com
One of these days!! Speaking of, excellent Uglesich's shout-out! You know, I lived in New Orleans? Went to Uni there – never go more than 3 years without a visit.