Moroccan Kefta in Tomato Sauce
I was a precocious 13-year old, and looked the part. So, I was able to lie about my age, and get a job. The work wasn’t exciting, but It allowed me to save a lot of money (at least it seemed like a lot at the time). These savings became my ticket to see the world when I turned 18. Continue reading
Banana Bread
Bananas are like pears. They are delicious when perfectly ripe — not under-ripe, not over-ripe but captured in that narrow little slice of time when they are JUST ripened. Continue reading
Last year, I was missing my English golfing friends so much that I invited seven of them to visit and golf in Michigan. Surely, I thought, they wouldn’t all say “yes”. They had families, jobs, etc. I would be lucky if one or two agreed to make the transatlantic trip. Right? Continue reading
There are many things I miss about living in England — among them my friends, the ancient footpaths, golf and the food. Yes, the food!! No, I haven’t gone crazy. English food, well prepared and using farm-fresh ingredients, is fabulous. While not what I expected when moving to England, it was a pleasant surprise. Continue reading
It is New Years Eve, so it is time to bring our annual progressive dinner menu to life. As this year’s theme is Northern African food (my favorite), what better way to start than with a sweet, savory, crispy, steamy Bisteeya — or “pigeon pie” to the Berbers of Morocco.
The red wine sauce started as usual — slice shallots into those cute little rings (don’t you love the way they fall apart into just the right size?); caramelize them in butter; add good (it doesn’t need to be great, just good) red wine, some beef stock (home-made preferred), a sprig of rosemary and a bit of sugar. Just when you thought you were on your way to a standard wine reduction Continue reading
A GLOBAL GARNISH 
