Posted in book reviews (all genres), bread and breakfast recipes, cake recipes, cookbooks, weekend cooking, tagged baking, cake, children's cookbooks, claudine pepin, cookbooks, food, french cuisine, jacques pepin, recipes on April 14, 2015 |
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Bonjour! Êtes vous affamé? (Hello! Are you hungry?)
I don’t know about you, but after reading the yummy recipes in Kids Cook French (Quarry Books, 2015), I’m starving! At this very moment, I would love to feast on Claudine Pépin’s Spring Menu: Eggs Jeannette with a Salad, Chicken Breast with Garlic and Parsley, Sautéed Swiss Chard, Parsnip-Potato Purée, and Almond Cake. Mmmmmm!
You may know Claudine from any one or all three of the James Beard Award-winning PBS cooking series she appeared in with her father, legendary French chef Jacques Pépin. It is natural that Claudine (an accomplished home cook and wine educator who married a chef), should publish a cookbook for kids, since she grew up with fine cuisine and now cooks most nights for her 11-year-old daughter Shorey.
Art copyright © 2015 Jacques Pepin
True to Claudine’s guiding philosophy — that there’s no such thing as “kids food,” only “good food” — Kids Cook French doesn’t look or read like a children’s cookbook. You won’t find rebus-like directions in large print with little measuring spoons, or yet another “recipe” for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. This is not to say that the recipes are overly complicated, only that adult supervision is required for what are clearly family projects.
Claudine (center) with Shorey, Rollie, Jacques and Gloria (by Tom Hopkins).
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Posted in bread and breakfast recipes, cake recipes, poetry friday, weekend cooking, tagged baking, bonfire night, british food, brontes, diane wakoski, food, gingerbread, guy fawkes, literature, parkin, poetry, recipes, yorkshire cuisine on October 31, 2014 |
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No tricks here today, just a rich, spicy, scrumptious treat — parkin!
I was compelled to bake a batch of this Yorkshire gingerbread after reading Diane Wakoski’s evocative, affecting poem.
Her musings about the Brontës brought back my own fond memories of visiting Haworth – absolutely fascinating how creative genius can flourish in such a carefully circumscribed, isolated world.
Sip a cup of hot tea, have a good bite of parkin, and find comfort in the words of this generous poet. The “small things” are not so small after all.
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