The first time I watched my husband make a sandwich, I almost fainted. He managed to put half a pound of lunch meat, and a small salad in between two slices of bread, and my eyes popped wide open the next day when he added cheese to it.
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I remember it well
So young and in love
cooking in the kitchen
Listening to music
Last night I watched “Masterchef” a show I had never watched before, and somehow I streamed into an episode where the poor cooks had to serve scrambled eggs. You wouldn’t believe how much drama there was. Scared faces left and right.
The most of us think about the classic Pesto Genovese, the traditional green pesto from Genoa, made with fresh basil and pine nuts; but there are actually various types of pesto -originating from different regions of Italy using local ingredients. The name pesto comes from the Italian word pestare, meaning crush or pound, as it was originally made with a mortar and pestle.
I had been hungry for Boudin all week long, and finally, yesterday I had gotten them out of the freezer. A box of hot jalapeno Boudin for they guys and another box of regular Boudin for the ladies. I was careful when I opened the packages, made sure I didn’t mix them up, even used different plates when I thawed them.
A few years ago I realized, that even though I tried to stay away from processed food as much I could, there was one thing I always needed and always bought. Beef, chicken and vegetable bouillon cubes -one of the essentials in so many recipes.
The French kitchen is famous all over the world. There is no magic involved, just good ingredients and great cooking techniques, sometimes even rather simple tricks.
Antipasto is like the overture to the opera, it announces that something special is about to begin. The colors, the smell, the artful compositions remind us that it is time for pleasure now; time for relaxation and indulgence, time for the Italian meal.
I was raised right between Italy and Austria. “So, where did you go to school,” people often asked me and my answer confused them even more. I went to school in the South of Germany, three hours away from the small village that I called home. Like life wasn’t complicated enough the way it was.
“It is believed that the onion originally came from India. In Egypt, it was an object of worship —why I haven’t been able to find out. From Egypt the onion entered Greece and on to Italy, thence into all of Europe.” — Better Living Cookbook