September 3, 2012
It’s September! Can you believe it?
I remember when September meant that I had finally grown bored with summer vacation and was actually excited to start school again. (Not that that feeling lasted very long.) Now it just means that the strawberries won’t be worth eating for at least eight months and I should really start thinking about getting a new wool coat.
My favorite after-school snack when I was a kid was a Coke Slurpee from 7-11 and a grilled cheese sandwich. American cheese on white bread with lots of margarine, fried almost black. I loved it.
August 13, 2012
Another foray into the world of savory shortbread and yet another chapter in the leftover cheese chronicles, these crumbly little numbers sprang from a party for which, as is my wont, I bought way more cheese than was strictly necessary.
Cheese, especially good cheese, is expensive. If you want dairy made from happy grass-eating cows and sheep and goats, you’re going to need to spend a little more than you would on dairy from animals fed on industrial corn. But I swear you can taste the sunshine and green fields and happiness in that cheese, and to me, that’s worth it.
July 12, 2012
The arithmetic of baking:
Butter + flour + water + (time x work) = puff pastry.
Puff pastry + heat = delicious flaky layers.
July 3, 2012
I don’t know much about wine. I can tell the difference between a bad wine and a good wine, but I’m not sure I could tell between a good wine and a great wine — or it could be that I have yet to taste a truly great wine. I know that I tend to like aromatic whites like Gewürztraminer and Grüner Veltliner, and I tend to dislike reds with extremely high or low levels of tannins. But if you were to give me a Pinot noir, I wouldn’t be able to tell you whether it was from Bourgogne or the Jura or Alsace.
That’s why I love places like Ô Chateau. It’s a place where the curious can explore and ask questions and taste very good wine from all over France in a comfortable environment with — and this is the best part — educated, eloquent sommeliers to explain the differences and make sure you know what you’re drinking.