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Encore: Chez Georges Salad Lyonnaise


March 10, 2015

Recipe: Chez Georges Salad Lyonnaise (aka Frisée Salad avec Lardons)

The plane was an hour late leaving Seattle, the crush of people pushing towards the gate, a giant amoeba that changed shape as their impatience waxed and then waned when they remembered they were going to one of the most magical places on earth.

Bluebird day in Paris.

Bluebird day in Paris.


Tucked in at 30,000 feet, I caught up on a year’s worth of movies, embarrassed by the tears that sprung from my eyes at the turn-key sentimental moments, taking solace that the tall man who slept next to me with his mouth ajar could most certainly not see anything through not only the eye mask he wore, but the shiny Oakley sunglasses that rested on top. Continue reading

Nesting: Cider Braised Pork Shoulder with Apples and Sage


January 25, 2015

Recipe: Cider Braised Pork Shoulder with Apples and Sage

Cider Braised Pork Shoulder with Apples

Cider Braised Pork Shoulder with Apples

A new home has a funny but real emptiness in the corners, which get filled with each person, conversation, libation, cuddle, chore, meal, and joke that you share. As the days begin to get longer here in Seattle and the rain patters less frequently against the window, I have found myself returning to the kitchen. I have found myself filling my corners.

The Duke...who is NOT allowed on the couch obviously.

The Duke…who is NOT allowed on the couch obviously.

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Dawn of a New Day: Grilled Bruschetta with Burrata, Prosciutto, and Arugula


July 20, 2014

It has been a dark many months, but like all things in balance from the dark must come the light. Re-emerging we find ourselves rediscovering the little things that give us pause and make us smile. We honor that which we have, and mourn that which we have no longer. We begin to live again.


Sweet Duke waits for the day.

In an attempt to put the pieces of my heart and head back together, I found myself standing in the kitchen.   Continue reading

Paris’ Imperfections and the Parfait Granola Parfait


February 10, 2014

Recipe: The Parfait Granola Parfait
Notre Dame

The epic Notre Dame. Photo credit: Maggie Wilkens

My vision of what life would be like in Paris, was full of romantic notions. A city where everything (and everyone) is beautiful and days are simply a series of buttery, crackly croissants wafting into leisurely lunches enjoyed over a pichet of rose, followed by afternoon strolls through the misty Luxembourg Gardens with perhaps a sunset cafe sipped street side watching the world go by. 
French Bulldog

At Marcel in Montmartre…giving a whole new meaning to French Bulldog

Cousins back out on the town...and Maggie's miraculously long arm for the quick selfie.

Cousins back out on the town…and Maggie’s miraculously long arm for the quick selfie.

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French Faux Pas and Easy Eggs Benedict


January 22, 2014

Recipe: Easy Eggs Benedict

When one speaks just enough French to be dangerous, the degree to which “one” can put “one’s” foot in “one’s” mouth knows no bounds.  And who are we kidding here…by “one”…I most decidedly mean me.

Les Petits Plats

An epic lunch at Les Petits Plats

There are many traditional French language faux pas, and I’m proud to say that as I roll into week three I have expediently ticked through nearly all of them.

I have exclaimed to 70 year-old waiters that “Je suis très excitée” as they have set down my escargot course, meaning to share with them my enthusiasm, but instead emphatically telling them just how aroused I was. Continue reading

5 Tips for Dining Alone in Paris + Smoked Salmon Croque Monsieur


January 15, 2014

Recipe: Smoked Salmon Croque Monsieur from Le Comptoir

Having spent the last week and a half blissfully noshing my way through Paris, I have developed a basic survival guide for solo dining in the City of Light. These are quite advanced theories, one must admit, but I am more than happy to share them with you, dear readers.



1)   Get dressed. Sitting on your couch in a towel for two hours thinking about putting on clothes is not the same as actually putting on clothes.   Continue reading

Week One in Paris: Photo Highlights


January 9, 2014

I’ve been having a hard time falling asleep in Paris. Not because the bed isn’t comfortable (it is) or my neighborhood nosy (it is not), but because once I finally turn my light off, my mind starts spinning.

My new favorite Paris restaurant...if you come to visit me...we're going!

The scallops at Le Hide, my new favorite Paris restaurant…if you come to visit me…we’re going!

Thinking of the luscious Noix de Saint Jacques à la Plancha I had at Le Hide (10 rue du Général Lanrezac, 17e) an exquisite little restaurant tucked off an unassuming side street, that served possibly the most perfectly cooked scallops I have ever had the good fortune of enjoying, seared just long enough to caramelize them and then set atop a salad of arugula and frisèe, flecked with bacon and finished with a rich yet tangy vinaigrette. Continue reading

Three Things We Should All Learn from Paris + Unforgettable French Onion Soup


January 7, 2014

Recipe: Unforgettable French Onion Soup

The Bon Marche

Even the butter display at The Bon Marche is beautiful and worth slowing down for.

My mornings in Seattle were ones I’m sure many of you are familiar with. Awake by jarring alarm after not getting enough sleep. Snooze said alarm for 30-40 minutes, thereby neither waking up nor getting any further quality sleep. Groggily fumble for iPhone and while barely awake begin checking emails and deleting pesky Groupon promotions that seem impossible to unsubscribe from. Continue reading

Small Triumphs + Perfect Scrambled Eggs


January 3, 2014

In the U.S I like to think of myself (perhaps arrogantly) as a generally competent person. I own a home, I (usually) floss, I send Christmas thank you cards (Note to self: Do Christmas thank you cards for 2013), and manage simultaneous projects for my clients. Yes…in the good ‘ol US of A, I know what I’m doing.

Rue de Martyrs.

Evening lights on Rue de Martyrs.

In Paris, the smallest successes become huge triumphs worthy of proudly pumping one’s fist in the air while jostling little old ladies on the sidewalk and ducking into the nearest brasserie for un verre de vin rouge (or two). Continue reading