Who has never seen the David Lynch mythic series Twin Peaks will never understand. All along the show, characters swallow thousand of cherry pie slices with a never ending ecstasy, meanwhile we, poor audience, are too hypnotized by a gripping storyline to move, glued in our seats and of course starving. Certainly, with experience, you will end up preparing a picnic before beginning a Twin-Peaks session. But every time, it’s the same magic over and over, and you can’t stop…
Still in these time of back to school, where temperatures begin to cool down, days to get shorter and trees to turn sneaky to yellow behind our back, it’s a good thing to be able to project ourselves a little bit more in summer time, to bring a touch of exoticism and awaken our senses with a lots of spices and somewhere else’s tastes… So here is a sweet pastilla recipe, very easy, just to let simmer… We did it…
Main courses Starters
Smoked salmon fillet with black radish and sprouts, citrus dressing
18 June 2017
There is something magical in the fragrance of jasmine, that airs out the mind and instantly enlarges the space around us. In the perfumed flowers trail, there is a scent of childhood, love, summer, eternity. My jasmine has just began flowering, so here is a seasonal recipe, to « eat » the incredible smell of its flowers……
This is a dessert that foretells the soon coming summer, and that one can imagine eating on shaded terraces… The thin pastry is crispy, the slightly acid taste of apricots and the sweetness of rosemary ice cream are an inspired combination, you could almost hear the cicada song in a Cézanne painting. Well, ok, it’s just good.…
Behind the house, the rhubarb flower is taller than children. It should be said too that it bloomed faster than its shadow. Inside the clusters of tiny flowers, there are green and golden beetles resting. This made me want to make a dessert, not to sweet, light and airy, and then I made a soufflé. Children declared it was the best omelette ever … Voilà ……
Ok I invented that name, but it’s my cake and I’m allowed to call it “fluffy cloud”… Red tulips are not my favorite in the gardens. And as a very dear friend of ours, full of good intentions, has planted a lot of those everywhere in my garden, behind my back, using the excuse of fun and educational activities for the kids (what a sneaky technique), every spring those red tulips are the first to flourish throughout the garden. So…
Well, spring has finally settled. The meadows are covered with daisies, primroses and violets. This is the time for delighted children to play outdoors and bring back thousands of tiny unlikely bouquets with random lengths of stems, or even with no stem at all. Moving bouquets that should be received with a rapture that borders on exaggeration, but which however are impossible to put in water, or maybe in a bowl. So I wondered how to get out of this…
