Baby’s First Roux

    This is what happens when you brazenly bake and cook and concoct and discuss food around your children: they become mini foodies. They ask to take cooking classes. They announce plans to become bakers when they grow up. They want to create masterpieces...

Chocolate…Spheres…

Have you noticed the proliferation of balls these days? (Ahem.) Coconut bliss balls, pineapple balls, power balls. All these things are rolled into spheres and exude health and trendy seeds–and every time I pass by a counter with things on a square plate labeled...

The scales, the number and me.

Today I threw out my scales. Actually, I put them in the garage; more on that later. At any rate they are hereby banished.     As a kid there were always scales in our bathroom. Slid away somewhere but easy to get to. I don’t remember when I first became...

Come with me to Brittany…

  I recently received this lovely note from a reader, Sandi, regarding A French Wedding: ‘Wonderful book. My husband was from Brittany and we enjoyed Douarnenez every summer. His Aunt’s seafood platter and Kouign-Amann was amazing. Thank you for bringing back...