Panis gravis, or Bread, Endless Nurturer
A whole world dwells within each tiny seed. Of porridge, of bread, of love it whispers – in all these …
A whole world dwells within each tiny seed. Of porridge, of bread, of love it whispers – in all these …
Begin with a washing of hands, cleansing and purifying, before approaching the stove, as to an altar. Pouring water into …
As it fell on a holy-day, And vpon an holy-tide-a, Iohn Dory bought him an ambling nag, To Paris for …
Thomas Jefferson. President. Scientist. Writer. Man of many passions, some hidden, some not. In his writings and in his actions, …
While writing my brief “Gherkins & Tomatoes” blog post, “Cookbooks for a Desert Island, or an Autumn Afternoon,” I thumbed …
In celebrating art, the Western world owes a tremendous debt to France. Once a mecca for Impressionist artists and others, France nurtured both their souls and their bellies. And in France, art goes back a long way, back to the time of Cro-Magnon man who left his indelible marks on the dim damp walls of the caves of Lascaux in the Dordogne area of southwestern France.
David Lebovitz — a whiz of a pastry chef, cookbook author, and food blogger — got me thinking this morning …
Fried dough, a universal love. Grease, sugar, what more could you dream of? In the south of France, when you …
In France, you’ll find sablés, buttery cookies that originated in Normandy. (You know they had all that butter to get …