Julia Child’s birthday sent my mind back to Paris, reignited my wanderlust, renewed my dedication to doing food like the French (and elsewhere, including here) do food:
To not rushing so much, to each step of a recipe, to purpose, and in the end, to labors of art, of love, to labors of ends in themselves xx
what does it look like when we eat together
to doing it, to finding out xx
Nancy Gibbs for Time, “The Magic of the Family Meal“
“Food comes so easily to us now, he says, that we have lost a sense of its significance.”
xx
soon, january becomes february.
to leeks and brussels sprouts, and to the wonder that is kale xx
Eat local and in season!
(via notesformyfuturefarm)