Vinny’s blogged about pears, leeks, and goat cheese before. But here they team up to give you something a bit different. Sweet and savory meld to make an unusual main course for lunch or a spectacular beginning to a fancy dinner. And except for the chopping, it’s easy! More
19 Jan 2016 6 Comments
15 Sep 2015 3 Comments
A blind orphan threads her way through the streets of Saint Malo at the end of the World War II, with a fresh-baked loaf under her arm. Her name is Marie-Laure and dry bread is all she will have to eat for several days… .
Hidden in the loaf are coordinates destined for the Allied Forces, pin-pointing where the Nazis are headquartered in the town, where their supplies are stored, where their ammunition is kept. Marie-Laure’s uncle radios this vital information across the airwaves on a powerful set hidden in their attic. More
03 Jun 2014 7 Comments
If apples were pears
And peaches were plums
And chevre had a different name
If sugar was ne’er
And cognac was rum
I’d love you just the same
Here it is, folks… a fabulous dessert filled with protein, vitamins and minerals and topped off with great taste… the finale of our Mediterranean small plates evening. It’s surprisingly easy, too.
I made the little rolls a couple of days ahead and froze them on a baking sheet. On party day, they went straight from the freezer into my preheated oven at dessert time, and in a few minutes they were ready to plate. More
23 Jul 2013 9 Comments
Last time, I told you about the powerful benefits offered by the lovely Pomegranate.
Here I focus on how to use this wonderful fruit. First and foremost, let’s see how to get past the blushing hard skin to the juicy seeds, or arils, inside. More
23 Apr 2013 10 Comments
Short and squat, Miss Comice Pear rolled into his office. “I want you to defend me,” she exclaimed, blushing a rosy red.
A desk plaque proclaimed the man she was addressing to be the Honorable V. H. Avocado, LL.M. “What is the charge?” the lawyer asked.
“They say I’m harboring a load of sugar. They accuse me of doing great harm. But it’s not true!” Comice was distraught.
“Calm down,” replied Mr. Avocado. He adjusted his dark green jacket over his rather-rounded middle. “Perhaps if you began from the beginning?” More