In another life I was an avid Pepperidge Farm Goldfish muncher. I’d buy a package and eat
some of the whole bag without even noticing. I tried not to make that a habit, but I really loved those cheesy little fish. Continue reading
It wasn’t because she spent the years between two and three running naked through the neighborhood and giving our elderly neighbor a heart attack . And it wasn’t that at the age of three, she disappeared for an entire afternoon learning about the art of making bird’s nest soup with a (stranger) neighbor while the rest of the neighborhood was searching for her. And it wasn’t that she played her harmonica at the crack of dawn under the window of another elderly neighbor – or that she could use pick-up sticks to successfully pick locks. It wasn’t even that she’d make long distance phone calls to strangers and call them mommy. Continue reading
If you think that the custard filled, chocolate topped cream puff is the ultimate pâte à choux, then you need a taste of the savory stinky cheese cousin, the gougère,
Ridiculously easy and savory – they can be created in minutes. If you spot someone coming up the driveway you can almost have them baking in the oven when they ring the doorbell. Ok. Kidding, but only a little bit. Continue reading
One autumn day about two centuries ago, our family gathered in one of those picturesque New England towns for a sibling/cousins weekend. My job was to bring homemade apple pies. The pies were made with apples that we’d picked the weekend before. They were large pies, apples piled up high and perfumed with cinnamon and nutmeg. The crusts were golden brown and flaky – the kind of crust that loves vanilla ice cream on the side. I’m drooling slightly thinking of that memory.
We had yet to venture into GF pie making which is a whole other world. But when we did, sometimes GF pies rocked and other times they were slightly off and never as good as the old days. The fillings were always tasty, but the crust was either like dust or more chewy than jerky. Continue reading