Monthly Archives: June 2014

Chicken Pot Parmentier

Chicken Pot Parmentier

Okay okay okay. I swear, just one more recipe from My Paris Kitchen and I’ll move on to something else. But this cookbook just has soooo many dishes that I want to make, and the ones I’ve made so far have been a huge hit with my husband, so I keep coming back for more.

I couldn’t decide what to cook for dinner tonight. I was thinking spaghetti but then decided I wanted to do something new and a little more challenging. So I thumbed through the aforementioned cookbook and found Chicken Pot Parmentier (Hachis Parmentier au Poulet), which is basically chicken pot pie but with a layer of potatoes on the top instead of dough. It would make a great fall/winter meal, and it would even be a good dish to bring to Thanksgiving. Chicken-pot-anything is kind of heavy for the 90-degree weather we’ve already been having down here in Texas, but my husband still managed to gobble up half the baking dish in less than ten minutes. More

Weekend in Napa


My husband’s and my first trip to Napa was a few years ago. We flew in and out of San Francisco and spent a week driving from Half Moon Bay, to Lake Tahoe, and then on to Napa. We’ve been to some incredible places on our adventures thus far—Copenhagen, Paris, Tuscany, Grindelwald—but that trip to California was my favorite we’ve ever taken. And ever since then I’ve been looking for any and every excuse to visit Napa. We went for a second time for my 30th birthday last year, and we decided to go back a third time this past March when we realized we had a couple Hyatt nights that were on the cusp of expiration. More

Kalamata Olive Tapenade

Kalamata Olive Tapenade

I firmly believe that the best foods have the simplest ingredients. Bread made with flour, yeast, and salt. Tomato sauce made with fresh tomatoes, basil, garlic, and olive oil. Strawberries and bananas dipped in melted dark chocolate. The fewer ingredients, the better, and if you agree, you’ll love this Kalamata Olive Tapenade I made last night. More

Recent Reads: Paris Was Ours

Paris Was OursNot surprisingly, I love to read Paris memoirs and other Paris-centric books, both fiction and nonfiction. I’d say about a quarter of my library falls into this category. I got Paris Was Ours last Christmas (my Christmas list is usually made up entirely of books) and I finally got around to reading it recently. It wasn’t my favorite, but it was enjoyable nonetheless—a great book to curl up with with a cup of coffee or glass of wine on a rainy day.

Paris Was Ours is a collection of stories written by thirty-two writers who have either lived in or spent a significant amount of time in Paris. Some of the more notable writers include Diane Johnson, David Sedaris, and David Lebovitz. More

My Little Farm: Meet the Cast


My Little Farm

A little over two years ago, Michael and I moved to a house that sits on five acres. Despite having grown up in the suburbs, Michael is a dyed-in-the-wool, Hank-Williams-loving, cigar-smoking, Shiner-drinking country boy, and the property appealed greatly to his cowboy sensibilities. There are two barns with a total of eight horse stalls, but he recently converted the older of the two into a deluxe chicken coop. We also have a small pond which several ducks and the occasional turtle call home at various times throughout the year.

Shortly after moving here, we acquired two cows, a longhorn, and a quarter horse. They keep the grass short and they’re a terribly entertaining cast of characters. We also have five hens and a rooster occupying the aforementioned chicken coop, giving us a daily supply of truly farm-fresh, cage-free eggs. More

Poulet à la Moutarde (Chicken with Mustard)

Poulet à la Moutarde

As I mentioned in a previous post, I recently got my hands on a copy of David Lebovitz’s cookbook My Paris Kitchen. I’ve been anxious to try my hand at some of the recipes contained therein (all the recipes, actually), so I set aside some time last night for my first attempt at Poulet à la Moutarde (Chicken with Mustard). It turned out great, and I especially like that it’s one of those meals that looks and tastes quite fancy but is, in actuality, terribly easy to prepare. More

The Satisfying Symmetry of Wes Anderson’s Movies

I love everything about Wes Anderson’s movies: his delightfully dysfunctional characters, the clever wordplay in his scripts, his yellow-tinged aesthetic, and his meticulous attention to every last detail. I’ve always thought there was something incredibly satisfying about the orderly manner in which every scene seems to have been crafted, but I could never articulate why until I came across this video from British Film Institute contributor and filmmaker Koganada.

Enjoy, fellow Andersonphiles.

Recent Reads: Fear of Flying

Somehow, despite the fact that I was an English major, and that I’m female, and that I’m obsessed with mid-century American literature, I’d never heard of Erica Jong’s Fear of Flying until recently. Published in 1973 (so, yes, a few years beyond my preferred mid-century time-frame), the book is a seminal work of feminist fiction that encapsulated the dramatic shift in women’s attitudes toward sex, sexuality, and their role in society.

I will admit that the book caught my attention because of its ingeniously sexy cover. I mean, come on, how clever and tantalizingly subversive is this?

Fear of Flying

It also doesn’t hurt that Henry Miller’s is among the reviews featured on the back. More

Dinner at Saint-Emelion

Saint-Emelion Ft. Worth

My husband and I were supposed to go to dinner with two of our lovely neighbors this past Friday. They called at the last minute to say they weren’t able to make it, but they insisted that we go on without them so the reservation wouldn’t go to waste.

Saint-Emelion has established itself as something of a Ft. Worth institution in the 29 years since it opened its doors, and I’ve been dying to try it for quite some time. We were disappointed that our neighbors couldn’t join us, but we thoroughly enjoyed our unexpected date night and one of the best meals we’ve ever had. More

Spiked Iced Passion Tea

Spiked Iced Passion Tea

As an incurable introvert, I quite enjoy the prospect of a Sunday at home with no obligations. I use the time to sleep in a little, linger in bed with a cup of coffee while I read and catch up on Postsecret, tend to the things I’ve been putting off all week like laundry and calling my mother—and of course, partake in an afternoon cocktail. Today I took inventory of my bar and pantry and came up with what I call a Spiked Iced Passion Tea. Indeed, as Dorothy Parker suggested, with a little ingenuity, you can bring the party to you. More