I often think about how privileged France as a culinary country is. The two oceans alone – the Mediterranean to the South, the Atlantic to the West – are an endless source for excellent ingredients. I just prepared some excellent palourdes, hard clams.
I confess that I’ve spent half of Holy Friday cooking. I actually don’t know whether that’s considered a sin by our Christian authorities (I guess so). To defend myself, I would argue that it was all about fish. I even created an original dish of my own!
When I was a child in rural Bavaria, my loving mother fed us ham and sausage sandwiches already for breakfast. Today, I consider myself, what? An omnivore, “flexivore”? In fact, I just want to share some ideas about a meatless Friday.
A Japanese housewife named Harumi Kurihara has changed my life a few years ago. I bought her book Everyday Harumi just out of curiosity but it turned into one of my cooking bibles (and I fully agree with this excellent blog entry published by The Huffington Post in 2010 already). The subtitle of Harumi’s book reads: “Simple Japanese Food for Family & Friends” and that is true: it is a simple – yet highly refined – cuisine that makes everybody happy, family […]
Don’t call a lamb from the lovely French region of Lozère just another lamb. It really is much more and you can taste it. Forget about those deep-frozen guys shipped around the world from New Zealand (nothing against NZ!). A Lozère lamb, nicely prepared, will offer rare culinary pleasures, amazing texture, and a sound taste. I cooked this one in the oven – a lamb shoulder from a Parisian expert butcher in the tiny Rue du Pas-de-la-Mule – for five […]
If you’re not familiar with the expression “cocktail dinatoire”, never mind, but it’s a clear signal that you’re neither French, nor familiar with Parisian habits. The pattern is always quite similar: friends, or friends of friends, invite you to a cocktail dinatoire in order to neither overwhelm you with a full-blown, formal dinner invitation, nor treat you too carelessly by just serving a glass of wine. I always thought of it as a crossing between happy hour and dinner whilst there’s […]