3 Cooking reference books that I must add to my culinary repertoire. Very, very soon.
Ad hoc at home. I recently borrowed this absolutely MOUTH WATERING book from a friend, and he admittedly had to pry it back from my fingertips. While it was in my very appreciative hands, I made the braised beef short ribs, the herb crusted rack of lamb, and the catalan beef stew. All were phenomenal, and as Keller promises, brilliant man that he is, all deeply satisfying to the cooks soul.
Ratio. Michael Ruhlman is a big influence in my life. Strangely enough, I can’t recall what first got me thinking that I wanted to become a cook, but I do remember that Ruhlman’s Soul of a Chef was bought and devoured in the beginning stages of the decision. It was somewhere between his initial description of Per Se and his closing words, “..there’s always this: the kitchen. We’ve all got to eat…That’s where greatness begins.”, that I registered in culinary school. His blog has since become a daily read of mine, and I am confident that his breakthrough concepts in Ratio would not disappoint.
And this. A cookery reference book with McGee as the author speaks for itself. If all those glossy, dime-a-dozen, “30 Minute Meals” cookbooks which I know frequent North American households could be swapped up with THIS, I have a good feeling that our culture would have an attitude change on food. And I feel very strongly about this. I may have to call up Jamie Oliver.
As I mentioned in my previous post, one of my most treasured inspirations is my love for travel. I caught the travel bug when I was 18, on the brink of adulthood, and the 5 months I was blessed to spend across the pond was barely enough to satiate it. It’s been years now since I engrossed myself in the life of a ravaged, backpack-ridden train-hopper and I’m itching to lose myself in unknown streets again. Sigh. Soon enough. Until then, losing myself in lovely photographs of places beyond my reach must curb my appetite. Which leads me to reveal one of my greatest travel obsessions, Paris. When the land of the Eiffel and I first met, I found her to be…. expensive. Cold. Dreary. Don’t get me wrong, I was awestruck at the greatness of the city, but it didn’t help that I was a kid meandering the cobblestones with my entire wardrobe on my back and without two francs to rub together. In years since, however, I have come to love the heart of France from afar. It’s rich culinary history (since discovered in school) did something to help that. As did all those splendid photos which relentlessly circulate the web. Bientot!
Hello friends. It’s been months since this blog was first created, and this is the first time I’ve been able to bring myself to post something. There’s so much I want and need this site to be. At the very core, this is a place for daily inspiration. Those inspirations that light a fire somewhere deep within me, and have no where to go but to be shared. I suppose, on that note, that I should begin by sharing something about me! My name is Bonnie, and I am a 20 something professional cook who is inspired by God, food, travel, clothes, design, literature, music and old movies. Here goes nothing!
Photo credit Alfred Eisenstaedt via Cup of Jo