Debi and I are creatures of habit: we are young parents always on a schedule, always on the run and basically always tired!
When it comes to our meals we usually tend to plan ahead what’s going to happen at the dinner table; we do it daily, it is almost a ritual where everybody is involved. I have to say, proposing my girls new recipes I want to tackle while they are having breakfast is not the easiest thing to do… it seems I am the only one in this house that is able to sip a morning coffee while already drooling at the idea of a Pork Loin dinner, or while flipping through a cookbook.
As much as we enjoy our home cooked meals we always try to make time at least once a week to eat someone else’s’ food, as a way of looking for inspiration and widen our culinary horizons… so to speak. I personally enjoy a lot the process by which new recipes become part of my repertoire: I always take pictures of dishes I like when dining out, I am an avid food magazine reader and a collector of all cookbooks that are in line with my family’s Tuscan style. However even if I try new recipes constantly and obsessively, I never follow directions to the letter; I try to understand the “backbone” of whatever I am eating or reading about and then I hit the stove and try to make it. It is not the easiest process as it obviously it exposes me to possible failure (which does not happen often… but it happens) and it also usually translates in longer time spent trying to finesse each recipe. Continue Reading…
