When I can’t sleep I recall favorite meals rather than count sheep. High on the list are the dishes of red mullet I’ve eaten at Le Chaufourg-en-Perigord, my favorite inn in la belle France. So perfectly does the chef there cook this gorgeous little fish that often I’ll order it two evenings in a row.
But it’s not [...]
New cookie jar; no cookies.
This year I thought I’d try to stem my holiday avoirdupois accumulation by skipping cookie-baking, candy-making and plum-pudding-steaming. (OK, I haven’t steamed a pudding since 1964 and I can’t remember ever making candy, but I usually do fill numerous tins with homemade cookies.) This oven-avoiding sloth has had minimal effect on the [...]