Sigh. Meatloaf has to be the single most unphotogenic meal in the world. I made some yesterday afternoon to use up some stuff we had hanging around our fridge before I left for Canada, but I'm not even going to put up a picture of the finished product, because it looks like...meatloaf.
Last winter I went through a phase in which I devoured book after book after book about Julia Child, and was inspired by my readings to try my hand at making what sounded like the simplest soup ever: Potage Parmentier (potato & leek soup).
You remember my Nanny Ruth, right? She's fairly unforgettable.
So are her peanut butter cookies.
I have just consumed the single most delicious dessert-type thing I have ever eaten in my life.
Saturday night was one of those nights when dinner consisted of whatever could be scrounged from the refrigerator. Fortunately, the evening's pickings included the ingredients for this salad, which turned out to be quite fresh and lovely, and which I think would make a pretty spectacular Thanksgiving side dish.
