Exploring and learning all about the blogging world and
twitter and Instagram and “unique” visitors (aren’t we all?)… I find myself in the ironic
predicament of being tempted to be “swallowed up” by all of it and miss those “being
in the moment” moments that make life – and food, and motherhood – worthwhile. Inspired by
this amazing post on Vanilla Bean (which I found on Twitter, via another blog…), I am
determined to set limits in my life so that I can prove to myself I can do
But fellow bloggers out there, I ask you: how do we live in the moment, enjoy it, and record it for posterity too? How do you manage it?
This brings me to the recipe I wanted to post today, Chicken
basquaise. We made it last week and it gave us a perfectly happy-in-the-moment evening for which I am so thankful.
This is my mother’s way of doing it, which might differ from the
traditional recipes. I love that about my
mother’s cooking. She cooks from the gut. She knows, she estimates, she tastes,
she smells. She cooks organically. I try to follow
in her footsteps with some things I cook, but I often find myself laboring over recipes and following instructions… I feel like a dutiful student of cooking. She has true wisdom in her cooking. I admire that.
This is in honor of a wonderful meal shared with my
mother and our dear friend Dominique (and her puppies). Summer night. Eating
outside. My mother cooking. Me photographing. Pablo tasting and loving the cooked garlic most of all. Dogs licking. In the
moment living… Cheers to that.