I grew up an ex-pat, with a mother who loved adventure in the kitchen as well in the world. From perfect crepes Coquille St. Jacques, to Congolese Chicken Muamba to Vietnamese Cha Gio to Arkansas biscuits, she'd learn and practice cooking from the international community and taught me. While I was a picky eating kid, I still loved unusual foods. And now, a mother myself living in a small Arkansas town, I am in love with food and find culinary adventures a wonderful way to share my childhood with my family, and to entertain myself when the world begins too small.
My favorite things to cook
New things for me, and old recipes for sharing.
My favorite family cooking traditions
Oh Wow, THIS I have to save for a thoughtful day.
My cooking triumphs
1. Children who eat their veggies.
2. Any moment I can cook for my mother and she gives me her seal of approval. (I did once make a carrot cake she still mentions.)
My cooking tragedies
Cooking failures! Why all the time. Without failures, I would never grow as a cook. And if I were to grimace at my failures, I would lose my love for cooking, and adventure!
But one Easter years ago, I did drink too much wine while cooking, (that was my sisters fault!) and I sliced the tip of my finger off. We ate. (not my finger) The lambs and peas were wonderful, but I neglected my finger and now it's numb.