Nobody would be surprised should you conclude from the last several month here that I own only one cookbook . Ms. Greenspan’s tour de force does seem to occupy a disproportionate amount of my culinary bandwidth here these days doesn’t it? During the three-plus years I have visually fed from her book each Friday I remain both hopelessly devoted to her, the culinary spirit which oozes out of her book, and to the now infamous gaggle of spatula wielding kitchen denizens known as “Doristas”. There is a reason for this level of attention: The book is damn good.
(This Dorie situation is likely to continue throughout 2014 and the following year because, well, we’re just not done with the book yet. French Fridays will necessarily peter out somewhere into 2015 when I have I have Bonn’d my last Ideé and the material runs out. )
I assure you, however, that I do own other cookbooks. I own dozens of them. Hundreds even. My decades-old collection grows weekly (to my husbands chagrin) as I seek out those that interest me enough to buy and publishers and PR hacks send me even more in the misguided hope that I can compel at least one of my lucky 10 readers to shell out cash and buy one. (more…)
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