Yes, I know, I have been away a long time. Sorry 😦
But I come baring gifts… well, cake, but that’s the same right?
And this one’s all for you. You don’t even have to share it.
It was scorching hot here in Paris yesterday. While not nearly as hot as during the 2003 heatwave, it was enough to spoil my appetite. That’s when this nugget of Spanish cuisine came in VERY handy!
When it comes to Spanish cuisine, what usually comes to mind is paella, tapas and, especially during the summer, gazpacho. But have you met Salmorejo?
I know, it’s a terrible pun. Worst of all, I’m probably not the first to use it.
However, I suppose you could also try calling it peatchup, especially if you’re trying to feed peas to your kids. Kids will try foods with funny names, right?
First off, I hope that you had a wonderful Hanukah/Christmas/celebration day with your loved ones.
Now, after all that feast, don’t you feel like having something lighter? Yes, I knew you would! 😉 Lire la suite
Cookies and cakes are to Christmas what pumpkin is to Halloween: for a few weeks, they are everywhere. Not that I mind, but I find that a savoury recipe is a nice change.
And unless you live in the southern hemisphere, you’re probably feeling like tucking into comfort foods. Now, I don’t know about you, but for me, nothing screams comfort food like a bowl of hot curled-up-on-the-couch-with-a-plaid soup. Lire la suite
I have been meaning to make a Sunday Baking post for a while, but it seems that I am suffering from a bad case of goldfish, also known as I-knew-I-had-to-do-something-but-I-can’t-remember.
It suddenly hit me yesterday when I realized I was out of bread for breakfast. Thankfully, the pantry was not out of bread basics so I was able to make those rolls. Lire la suite
I really wish I could find some witty, fancy, catchy introductory line to this article to make you want to click that « Read More » button, but I can’t find any… All I can really think of is the smell in the entire house while this beauty was baking and how there was not a crumb of it left within half an hour…
I have to admit I have an obsession with bread. Not just eating, but making it too. Or maybe is it an obsession with making (almost) everything from scratch. The truth is, while I find nothing particularly fun or therapeutic about kneading a bread dough for 10 minutes, I like watching it rise, I like the smell of warm bread spreading through the house, I like tapping underneath a loaf for that hollow sound meaning the bread is baked through, I like the anticipation of cutting into it and tasting to see if I nailed it…