Because they did really deserve a blog post of their own...

He doesn't usually smile.

Up, up, and away.

All in a row.

The one where I tried to make allioli...

So according to the recipe, I was supposed to add the olive oil, drop by drop, while moving the pestle in a circular motion for 20 minutes.

After 45 minutes, I still had a half-cup of olive oil.  Maybe I should increase the flow of oil...

And the allioli collapsed.  Leaving me with 3/4 cup of oil and garlic paste.

I solve this problem like I solve most of my other problems:

 

Huevo frito con chorizo from Jose  Andrés' cookbook.  Except he doesn't say anything about rice.  Look at the photo.  Doesn't that egg and chorizo look like they would taste perfect with rice.

 

I don't know if Gwyneth Paltrow really cooks, but this warm niçoise salad from her cookbook is probably the most amazing (mostly) vegetable dish I have ever tasted.  I seared the tuna steak instead of baking it, so it's still rare in the center.

And finally, for Chinese New Year:

 

Lamb, wabbit, and I can't seem to find the photo of the cod soup.  

A little belated Christmas gift...

And today was a good footy day.  Come on Liverpool!

Too much time on my hands and nothing to show for…

Of course, I wait ‘til the end of the break to write down something, anything, to convince my three dear readers that this blog is not dead.  Then it will be about another four months before you hear anything from me.

And this is not really writing, is it?  Just snapshots of my short, sweet, vacation…

Until my next mental breakdown...