You learn something every day, even when it comes to cooking

I grew up surrounded by excellent cooks, I’ve always enjoyed cooking and I know my way around a kitchen. I’m not a chef, by any means, but I haven’t had many complaints. I love cookbooks and probably have many more than I need. I love going through them for ideas but tend not to follow the recipes exactly. I’m not a measurer by nature (which is why I don’t bake), and I like to improvise.

Recently, though, that changed. It started when I bought a Le Creuset dutch oven. You may recall I blogged about that not too long ago. Of course, one thing led to another, and the new pot required a new Continue reading

Remembering Gaga …

Not Lady Gaga. My paternal grandmother. Long before I made my entrance into this world, an older cousin of mine struggled with saying “grandmother” when she was first learning to talk. The best she could manage was “Gaga” — and Gaga she remained for all generations to come until she died at 98.

I’m taking this little trip down memory lane because of a pot. No, not the kind you smoke or ingest.

My grandmother was a fabulous cook. All the women on both sides of my family were, but she was kind of unique because she eschewed any and all modern conveniences. As far as she was concerned, good Continue reading