22 November Friday

There’s a lot going on here. We are in the midst of a bomb cyclone, which sounds fun till you go to take the trash out. Ankle deep water, it is impossible to get to the grocery store even. Good thing I am nestled safely in my home, surrounded by piles of garbage. The above photo is the groaning board of ingredients. You got your fennel, you got your egg (just one!) your mushrooms. What is that on the stove you don’t ask? Or that mysterious bright light over the sink? Is that a bright light over the sink? On such a rainy and cold day as this, not even hot soup will cheer our drooping sprites. No! We need the miracle that is Sauce Bechamel, and her gentle lovers. Tonight, a thick Sauce Veloute, thick with a wonderful Spanish sheep’s cheese, will enrobe the royal crepes, which themselves will be pregnant with creamed spinach and duxelles.

I pulled out the table for the first time this season, I’ve made space for the tree, we’re using cloth napkins, the whole thing is coming together, sir.

First, I am still on my arugula salad kick. Tonight, arugula, pomegranate, pumpkin seeds, fennel, apple, champagne vinaigrette. An oldie, but a goodie.

Oh my goodness, these crepes are so delicious. I used Julia’s method, to blend it in the blender. The pancakes are so light and fluffy, you can’t even tell they are light and fluffy. All you get is a warm solid bite of butter and salt, with a little toast thrown in.