I'm an explorer. I like to discover new tastes and places, feel most accomplished when I get to the heart of something previously unfamiliar to me and get restless when too much time has passed doing the same thing over and over again. At the same time, though, I'm also a nostalgic [...]Read More
I made 20 Galettes des Rois last weekend and forgot to put a bean in 16 of them. I went down to the cellar, but had no idea what I was looking for. I returned a bunch of empty bottles, and then forgot to ask for my refund at the register. I went to bed, and upon waking found that I'd forgotten to take out my contacts.Read More
"I want to make these!"
It was November 1995 and my aunt Annette - an altogether wonderful human being with a wry sense of humor that I'm sure she, like most of her siblings, inherited from my grandmother - had just given me a copy of Roald Dahl's Revolting Recipes as a birthday present. It was a perfect gift and I leafed through the book with great eagerness and attention, immediately feeling the strange appeal of Quentin Blake's illustrations as they pulled me into the fantastical worlds that I loved so dearly.Read More
It's been a year since I posted a photograph of a little business card reading "To Begin, Begin." A year since my first post.
It hardly feels like a year, and yet it feels like forever ago. As I said a couple of weeks ago, those early posts just seem so far removed from what I'm doing now and where I want this blog to go. It's not even that I wasn't prepared when I started this thing ... I was. But I guess I just wasn't as intentional about it as I am now [...]Read More