Do Tread On Me
Another thing to love about New York— You only need to look two ways before crossing the street. (It’s so clean!)
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Not Very Appetizing
There something about this restaurant… …that makes me rather nervous about eating there.
La Boulangerie par Veronique Mauclerc
[Update: As of 2017, this address is now a branch of the famous Poîlane bakery.] I’d like to introduce you to someone you may not have heard of: Véronique Mauclerc. But I hope on your next visit to Paris, or if you live here, you’ll make the trip to see her gorgeous and very special bakery. Early each morning at Véronique’s boulangerie in the 19th…
Can’t Touch This
What are the absolute last words you want to hear when invited to someone’s home for a meal? One such phrase was:“We had some fish that was about to go bad, so we’re having it for dinner.” Welcome to my world, which you thought was all baguettes and chocolate, but also (sometimes) includes dubious dinners, too.
Baguettes
As you probably have guessed by now, I’m quite different from the other Parisians. Aside from my less-than-stellar command of the language and a rather bizarre desire not to walk right into others on the sidewalk, I don’t buy that many baguettes. It’s not that I don’t like them. (Baguettes, I mean—although I like Parisians too…except when they walk right into you.) It’s just that…
salade Nicoise
Ah, la salade niçoise… One of the classics of French cooking and one of my favorite things to dig into sitting on the terrace of a café, dreaming idling away the afternoon by the sparkling Mediterranean. But really, who wouldn’t want to dig into a big, fresh salad bursting forth with the flavors of the sunny French Riviera, no matter where you live? There’s always…
Tuesdays With Dorie
First I came up with the title for this post, since I thought it would be a fun jeu de mots. But then I realized I had to figure out what the heck I was going write about. So I put on my long-neglected thinking cap, scrolled through the email addresses of my last few remaining friends, and scanned my agenda, desperately searching for inspiration….
What Is Gelato?
How does one explain, in a few short paragraphs, something that’s such a critical part of Italian life, like gelato? If you’ve spent any time in Italy, it’s hard to look anywhere and not see an Italian balancing a cono di gelato in someone’s hand. Everyone, from suave businessmen in Armani suits to grandmothers chatting on a stroll with friends—all eat gelato. Like the concentrated…
