One of my favorite parts about going on vacation is the challenge to use all our perishable ingredients in order to avoid coming home to radioactive mutant produce with fur and legs. Kiwi was one of them.
While most women get hot and heavy over French designer labels such as Chanel, Louis Vuitton or Christian Lacroix, my heart skips a beat for a different kind of haute couture. Frankly, I’m quite appalled that it wasn’t seen on the designer runways last month.
You know how grown-ups always told you never to eat yellow snow? Well, this time it’s okay. Go ahead. Eat yellow snow.
Bonne année et bonne santé! It’s been a hectic month with all the baking, gift-wrapping, train rides and weekends away from home. Our apartment is in dire need of a disaster relief task force to finally get things back in tip top shape. But first, I need to divulge our recent addiction to quack.
What better way to jump back from my holiday hiatus than a post-Christmas dessert. Perfect on a winter day and light enough to revive me from food coma…
Every time I stroll through the farmers market, I admire the overflowing bushels of pears. Bosc, bartlett and anjou… oh my! Since the beginning of the season, I’ve known that poached pears were on my mental to-do list but with the hectic holidays and the unorganized clutter disguised as my brain, this scrumptious dessert was placed on the back burner. Continue reading
As they say in France, “jamais deux sans trois” – never two without three. So I present to you the third of my recent crumble obsession. I wanted one last chance to jump on the pumpkin bandwagon before the holidays were over. And this is such an easy recipe. Trust me.
I love dessert for breakfast! Exactly a year ago during our brunch at Craftbar in Manhattan, we encountered the epitome of perfection that will benchmark all the future french toasts to come. Determined to recreate this recipe at home, I took on the challenge. Bring it on, Tom Colicchio…
Dare I say it… I’m not a fan of pumpkin pie. To blend in with the crowd at Thanksgiving dinners, I would douse my slice of this trademark dessert with whipped cream. So thank you, to this ingenious idea of fusing together the pumpkin infatuation on Thanksgiving with a more alluring dessert.
Growing up in a Filipino home, tilapia was a staple on the dinner table. It was always simply broiled, served with jasmine rice and vegetables. Tilapia was always something you could find at the Asian markets and it didn’t occur to me until in recent years, the versatility of this fish.
A trip to Chinatown is never complete without a visit to our favorite fish monger. As we scan the catch of the day sprawled out on beds of crushed ice, my mind begins to sift through the menu possibilities for our upcoming week. I know exactly what we need…
The French, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 1) My wonderful boyfriend 2) delicious desserts. Rich and decadent, the perfect way to satisfy your sweet, chocolaty tooth…
