For those who don’t know, I live in Los Angeles. I have lived here my whole life. So has my mother. So had my grandfather. In other words, I am as rare as two dollar bill. Last I saw, one in twenty of Los Angelenos are actually from Los Angeles.
What many people in this city don’t realize is we are having crazy weather.
One day it is a chilly 50 degrees, the next it’s a humid 80. My wardrobe has never had such a workout, I swear. A few days ago I was wearing a bright pink skirt and a tank top. Today, jeans, boots, sweater and puffer vest. Everyday I have to get a full weather report to know what side of the closet I am dressing from… winter side, which is filled with blacks, browns and grays. Or the spring side filled with color. Lots of color.
I can’t even tell you how much I want to wear color.
Another issue with the weather is that I have no clue what to eat. For every cold day, I long for cozy, warm, nourishing foods. And then it’s warm and I think salad would be great. A few days ago, I was determined to make soup to ward off the chill. But that day it turned out to be 85…
we ate the soup anyway.
It kind of made me sweat.
This is a recipe I have wanted to try for a while. I got the idea for it from Food52. I didn’t really want to make a batch of crepes, since I often times eat, in the morning, alone. But, even on toast this did not disappoint.
I also tried a new ricotta recipe that uses molecular gastronomy!! It was really exciting to try something new and it turned out really well. It uses coconut milk and vinegar, as well as, agar-agar. It was fun to do something out of the norm.
Geez… writing this post and looking at the pictures… I am reminding of how good it was and now my tummy is grumbling at me.
This is one of those recipes that is so, so easy, but makes you feel like you worked really hard, because it is so luscious. It reminds me of a blintz (and we all know you only order those when at some fancy brunch buffet, at some friend’s parent’s country club, for an engagement party.) It just feels decadent and like your spoiling yourself on a weekday… yet it takes all of ten minutes to assemble.
All that was missing was a champagne cocktail…