(I’d better clean this up before maman sees it…) Well, I am drooling into the computer, which is not exactly good for it, mama says, but this tortilla of Jean-Luc (Mya’s papa) is making us all crazy. Especially since we are NOT in Nice where the chef lives and cannot partake of his delectable specialty. Mama says it’s GREAT when...
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Here’s how it works. When mama is in there inventing a new way to make galette des roi, I chill. I mean why should I be the sous chef when all she wants is someone to TASTE it when it’s done and let her know how it went down, right? Hey, I’M HERE, maman (we’re back in France and I have to practice my French), I’M HERE. Toss...
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Well, mama went and did it. Tweaked another recipe for a lunch we are having tomorrow. Note the use of ‘we’….I am the star attraction, as always, and everyone cuddles and pets me and then I disappear, having made an unforgettable impression on the guests. In my dreams. I make an impression all right! Just yesterday a distant friend...
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Okay, mama is bugging me to mention that in this cold winter coming or already here, one of the simplest, tastiest dishes on earth is polenta and sausages. Simple: For four people, sauté any number of sausages you like until nicely browned (drool). Stir 1 cup of corn meal (polenta is corn meal and there are many (we happen to have an Italian one from...
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I am so miffed at this weather. I can’t go outside. I can’t run around in the garden. FIE on winter! Boy, those weather-makers sure know how to screw up a kitty’s life! For three days we had full sun in every room and mama cut kiwis and Frederic our helper cut lemons and papa got enchanted as the sun came through our windows after...
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Ha,ha. Get it? Sky and pie? Pie in sky? Lemons in sky, then pie? Oh, well, let’s move on… Well, around here, those lemons are being turned into juice, pie, curd, you name it, and two commenters mentioned lemon meringue pie. Mama’s pie has no egg white topping (which can be added to the basic tarte when baking), but it is made with the...
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Well, after all that exertion, sometimes one just has to lie down and be L-O-N-G. And s-t-r-e-t-c-h. I call it Repose Yoga. Plus it’s nice every now and then to be a long kitty instead of one of those curl-up-in-a-ball Tuxies. We were ALL exhausted after giving the lemon tree it’s annual haircut. Hey, when we do a job, we DO A JOB!!! Thank...
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Mama, if you aren’t going to help me tonight, I’m out for the count! Well, mama was supposed to help me piece together a blog tonight, but she has a deadline and has to meet it (whatever that means, I’ve never met Mr. Deadline, have you?) so I’m sort of curled up on the couch awaiting her services. Ah, well, it’s a...
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This whole holiday thingy has worn me out but I’m making up for it little by little. And, I don’t know about you all out there, but at our house on New Year’s Day we HAD to have our black-eyed peas or forever be broke. Well, not really, but those peas are supposed to bring good fortune, just as lentils and sausages do for Italy and...
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Wow! This wonderful lady has found SEVENTY lost kitties? HEY, you want some help findin’ those kitties. I’m at your service! (A tough friend in Rome who will search to the end.) Well, mama’s sister and also Mya’s mama sent this sweet story from the New York Times. There are simply some anthros on the this earth who should be...
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Well, I was ruminating on things and decided to just do a little riff here on the music of being a kitty with all its perks, and I came up with a few shots that I had mama take whilst I was being TOTALLY indulged by you know who—begins with a ‘p’—and that felt like a good way to start off the New Year, even is it IS YEAR OF THE...
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