Food & Thoughts

recieving Molly's new book and reading it within three days (I had to go to work in between. Otherwise I'd have devoured it much faster) having dinner with friends who reveals they're getting married, and squealing with delight at the thought having breakfast in bed at 10.30 am - scrambled eggs, whole grain bread, cream cheese and Bayonne ham making bread form scratch on a weekly basis not knowing which of the recipes to attack first in your new Ottolenghi Cookbook because you want to do them all - especially the eggplant ones spending Saturday night with your best friend, her husband and little girl and big slabs of beef buying 2 pounds of vanilla beans and constantly swooning away from their heady scent

Doesn't that look like spring? Just a tiny bit? And don't we NEED a little spring? I know I do. The weather has been absolutely pretty around here the last couple of days, I've dropped off my big bulky winter jacket at the cleaners (so it'll be ready for next winter) and am cautiously stepping out of the ever present jeans and yesterday, I thin pantyhose and a skirt. A SKIRT. Next up, I'm getting seeds ready for the balcony. It IS spring, yay! The great thing about the salad up there - besides being almost girlish-ly adorable in it's colors - is that you can actually make this in the depth of winter. No, the tomatoes won't be as fantastic, but then leave them out and up the amount of sweet, musky melon (and I know, they're not really in season either, but at least they're worth paying for, as opposed to the greenhouse tomatoes from Holland that are all texture, no taste) The REAL time to make this is probably late summer, but I simply cannot wait. I ...