Sep. 18, 2009 12:55 pm
Updated: Sep. 24, 2009 11:45 am
Because I’ve been saying it wrong all these years, as I
discovered when a cherry clafouti came my way this summer, served up by a
Frenchman named David (dah-VEED) who, of course, would know better than I how to pronounce the name of
this fruity dessert from his homeland. Clah-foo-TE
A perfectly ripe Italian plum
Sliced plums ready to be translated into French
Sep. 1, 2009 10:15 pm
Updated: Sep. 15, 2009 7:24 pm
Everyone says it’s been a good season for blueberries in the Pacific Northwest, so Catherine (The Queen of Canning) and I ditched our families early one Saturday morning and met up at a local u-pick blueberry farm to satisfy our blueberry greed. Being an experienced u-picker, Catherine…
Catherine on the blueberry hunt.
Wasp attack waiting to happen.
Big, fat, ripe blueberry.
A small jar of concentrated deliciousness.
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