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…the magic of olives…

Too many people who cook get caught up in all of the wrong things sometimes, I think… They talk about Thomas Keller and his recipe for fried chicken and somehow the earth stands still in some sort of epiphanic moment for them… Without a doubt, there are highlights to my life on this earth, though … Continue reading

…cracker…

I started my day at 3:30 this morning – finally digging my copy of MFK Fisher’s How to Cook a Wolf off my bookshelf and began reading. It’s been sitting there waiting for years; I’m glad I finally found the time to explore it. I wish I could write as eloquently and thoughtfully. It’s amazing … Continue reading

…fifty shades of better…

There’s probably one distinct point in my life where everything really changed. It was a result of my sister beginning to drive. She somehow managed to flip a beautiful, maroon colored Opel Manta into a ditch a quarter of mile from our house. She was sixteen, which means I was twelve, driving a car my … Continue reading

…flower pot duck…

Sometimes things are best illustrated in analogy. Years ago, long before I started writing this blog, I always thought somewhere, somehow, I would share this particular culinary experience. I realized that I had never gotten around to it… Of course before I do, I’ll talk first for a moment about the Ford Pinto. It’s similar … Continue reading

…frites…

I’ve often advocated that there’s no right or wrong way of cooking things – just degrees of better and worse. To that end, when it comes to making frites, I like mine a certain way – soft on the inside, crisp on the outside. Some people like their fries soggy and limp and oily. Others … Continue reading

…tying a roast…

I’m not sure why I’m so fascinated with this. A couple of (few!) years ago I did a video of tying a roast and posted it on YouTube… I’ve never advertised it or done anything with it other than uploading it. It gets 30 or 40 hits a day from everywhere around the globe… Strange. … Continue reading

…mosaics…

gingerbread houses from years past… <a a page from my journal… a sketch of the farmers market… from the Piazza San Marco, Venice… There’s nothing thoughtful or orderly about this, just a stream of some photos I’ve been looking at. Quite like my thoughts – they’re all mostly random things I let percolate to the … Continue reading