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!





My Sister is an awesome baker and I just don't get how she does it!! My brain just doesn't work that way and thank goodness because if I started baking my own bread I would eat it all!!!!!
Edgar, while I am thinking of it, you might enjoy taking a look at Michel's blog. He has a house in Sablet about 45 minutes north of here and writes about it when he isn't in Sonoma. There he is co-owner of a restaurant in Occidental. Now, knowing how much Michel loves food and wine, I can bet that his restaurant would definitely be worth a visit. And plus, although we haven't met yet, he just is one of the nicest bloggers in this area. Here is the link: http://sablethouse.blogspot.fr/
At the very least in your colors to try: red! So very good for men's health especially.
And trust me, I am SO grateful to have such inexpensive fresh, fresh ingredients. Oysters, which used to cost me $3 a pop in NYC are 3,20€ a DOZEN here because they only come from an hour away.
Oh my goodness, you are so inspiring!!!! I love imagining you in your dream kitchen (though I have no idea what you look like or how old you are and have forgotten where you are too) and just patiently working to get better and better and better. I bet your book is amazing!
And as I said to Leslie, I love that you both mentioned "creativity"–that makes me super happy and yes, a LOT of it is fuelled by a wish not to waste as wasting food is something that is simply NOT DONE in France!
Sorry Madame but you and Giampi are TEXTBOOK definitions of foodie and I can prove it!!!
Oh hooray! I love to write about food. As a travel writer, I used to say that it was the best gig in the whole world…execpt for being a food writer!! hehe And those apples are super tasty. Nice and crackly.
Oh, thank you Leslie but it is just different! Not better! And your use of "creativity" probably has something to do with it–as in "Help!! What can I make of this!!!" I don't think that I emphasized enough that there is so much I can't do…like poach an egg or make mayonnaise for example…
I love your stories, David. I have two: my Dad couldn't cook to save his life (save for chili, which was good) and once when he had moved to a new city ahead of us, he called my Mom in a panic, unsure of what he had done. Well, he had tried to bake something very simple, fish sticks but they came out charred as charcoal. It turns out he had put the oven on self-clean! 😮
And the first time that I made scrambled eggs was for my older Nietzche-quoting boyfriend. I cracked the eggs in the pan with nary an oil or butter first and then used a fork (I must have seen that in a movie) to shake them up. Yeah, he shamed me a bit for that one…
Uh hello? YES I know that because one of these days you ARE going to make me that New Orleans feast (I am still sad that I wasn't there for that one)! That was no subtle hint, that was an order!
Map and Menu that I mentioned just put up their post on their visit–be warned, it will make you homesick!!!
Oh yes, you are most certainly invited. Be warned, Ben will follow you around hopelessly doing his slow tail wag and offering you his favorite toy, Remy from Ratatouille. It smells like dog spit. But otherwise I can promise a lovely evening.
And Remi is the same as you–and so we never go out to eat! Especially in Provence, he can cook anything that most of the restaurants serve save for the super fancy ones that we can't afford!! And there has been a recent phenomena of –gasp! — frozen food being served, so unless we know it is fresh and awesome, we aren't going.
PS. Anyone who bakes a crostata and cooks recipes by Ina is a foodie. 🙂
As breakfast is everyone's favorite meal (isn't it?), I think that is all that matters. However, I hope that you won't mind if I offer to cook lunch for you if ever we do meet (and oh my how I would love that too happen although it seems quite far-fetched) as I happen to know that you serve your breakfast at an hour that I rarely see…Although I would love to come for tea on day, just to see your beautiful china and stare at all of your books!
Bisous right back.