I picked up Zoe Francois and Jeff Hertzberg’s brilliant book a few months ago, and I can honestly say I haven’t bought a baguette since.
When I first read about Marcella Hazan in the New York Times, I have to say I was skeptical. No olive oil? No garlic? Will my grandmother be angry? I hesitate to say a tomato sauce changed my life, but part of me kind of wants to make that claim
In this post, we’re going to revisit a classic recipe that has become a staple in my house.
This homemade almond milk will kick all those store-bought, processed, there’s-seriously-only-like-10-almonds-in-there almond milk’s asses.
It’s Sunday morning and you want something delicious. Pancakes? Too much work. Crepes? Who do you think you are? The Dutch Baby is your solution.
Almond milk? That’s old news, baby. Behold—Pistachio Milk.
It’s officially fall! Do you know what that means here in Florida? Nothing.