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About Me
- un petit morceau
- Corrales, New Mexico, United States
- My mother grew up in Paris, one of 11 children, and had memories of bomb shelters and only flour and water to eat, as well as raucous family meals.[What else could they have been with 11 children?]When she landed in America as a young girl, she paid her way by assisting the dietitian with all the meals at her Ann Arbor, Michigan school.So family tradition,hunger and a decidedly forward thinking school cook all led to food and dinner time being somewhat of an obsession.My mother would always prepare a 2 and sometimes 3 course meal for us.Working beside Mama in the kitchen was a cloth woven with long periods of comfortable silences,confessions,laughing and the intricate ballet required when you have more than one person in a New York City apartment kitchen.What I write here has so much to do with this woman who would literally swoon eating a marron glace. Appreciation, gratitude and wonder.She had those and I hope to share some with you.
Oddly, this vodcast has been posted twice. The link given above - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_CD_qlQLwU - is the posting under the user name nanavisitor . The video has been separately uploaded under the kitchenwitches user name at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkAVyCkE9ks . Divide & conquer? Vini, vidi, vino?
ReplyDelete(It worries me that i can say these things)
Lovely vodcast, as always. I wonder when the Witches will graduate from Tchaikovski to le Sacre du printemps?
With regards
Robert
LOL!! Swan Lake in Corralles... *g*
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ReplyDeletekitchenwitches.net
kitchenwitches.org
are already taken.
@Anonymous...
ReplyDeletekitchen-witches.com (with a hyphen) is available.
BV
Or... work with your [Nana's/Kim's] ISP to create a subdomain, i.e. kitchenwitches.unpetitmorceau.com.
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Stream of consciousness here:
ReplyDeleteRobert- I think Sacre de printemps should be sucre de printemps. Much yummier! And doesn't vino mean wine?
Nana & Co-
Brussele sprouts are gross! They smell like sweaty feet when cooking and that is gross. And the last time I was forced to eat them, and could not manage to hide them under a napkin or roll them across the floor...they tasted just as gross.
You have a metal rolling pin? Why?
Nutcracker music makes me nervous to the point of panic.
You girls are nuttier than a stuffed squirrel.
Makes me miss NY, and floor barre, and a good dance class, which is sadly non-existent here.
The 'sprout stem looks a bit like the spinal column with nerve attachments. Interesting. And odd.
There's no such thing as naughty food-unless it has an ingredient list a mile long or is packaged with the words diet, fat-free or sugar free. Nana I know how you are about your soda...that is naughty.
Yes, BalletStudioE: Vini, vidi, vino - cod-Latin for i came, i saw, i drank wine... a recurring theme in Ms V's vodcasts
ReplyDeleteBut i'll side with Ms V & Ms C here: brussels sprouts are great (but then, i like most cabbages & kales). I prefer them steamed to boiled, though - retains more of the flavour & texture
With regards
Robert
Put me in the "love brussel sprouts" camp! I've loved them since I was little: we always have some for Thanksgiving. Can't eat the chestnuts though, so suggestions for a substitute are welcome.
ReplyDeletere the Dance- fun! Always loved the Nutcracker music.
I hope you and Zan are having as much fun doing these as we are watching them!
Love those boots too!
It's so pleasant :) Thank you both - Nana and Zan - for the nice good mood. This week in Irkutsk is incredibly cold (it's -37C in the morning). But your very nice "petit sujet" give me the warmth :)
ReplyDeleteand I like brussels sprout and this recipe :)
Dearest Nana; My doctor says that at my age I am much too old to be looking at ladies putting their legs up in the air! He suggests I take a break from the kitchen witches - at least until my heart rate comes back down! *G*
ReplyDeleteThe sprouts and chestnuts look delish as well, btw. Ha! you thought you'd distracted me altogether, didn't you? *G*
Shame, John! Naughty!
ReplyDeleteI happen to recall a particular photo, a particular pose....of you, John. A particular photo with Ms. Nana, that was a bit...shall we say, risque? And who was being so? You, John! It was you. I was waiting for security to show up. Or worse, some stranger thinking they could try the same craziness. Thank heavens Nana knows you're crazy. Oops, I mean, knows you. :P
Dear Dancer, What you saw way back when was a thumbnail image of a photo. I have to confess that it was definitely incriminating. The actual photo, however was somewhat different in reality. Nana, if you are reading this, you actually have a copy of this picture. -signed by yours truly, of course!
ReplyDeleteBut dancer, you are correct in one thing. Nana does know that I am crazy. In a nice way. *G*
No. I was there! Yes, there was a photo, and then you decided to 'one up' that photo. THAT is what I witnessed. I'm sure Judy was there too, tisking away. Almost positive Sue witnessed this also. Or Donna, or Stephanie or Terry. Point is, it was not just me. You're GUILTY, John!! lol.
ReplyDeleteHow the heck did we get this discussion so off-track? Let's see, chestnuts and brussel sprouts. According to an episode of Punky Brewster, if you actually try to roast chestnuts over an open fire they will explode and you can lose an eye. And I really don't want to test that out, I need my eyes.