I hoard cookbooks.
And there’s only a 50% chance I’ll actually make something from them. For no particular reason. It’s more about gazing at the pages, photographs and colors with hopes to draw inspiration for my own cooking. I like to hear the author’s voice. I like to look at their kitchens and see where they live.
And those personal snippets under each recipe? My favorite.
Today, I’m branching out. I’m cooking the book….