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But Scarlett, you need kissing badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. All your beaux have respected you too much, though god knows why, or they have been too afraid of you to really do right by you. The result is that you are unendurably uppity. You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.
Don’t say that, Scarlett! Think of it, if you like, but never, never say it to a man. That’s the trouble with Yankee girls. They’d be most charming if they weren’t always telling you that they can take care of themselves, thank you. Generally they are telling the truth, god help them. And so men let them take care of themselves.
I had my interns over for dinner tonight and Guy and I went all out: moules frites! (aka mussels and french fries) Also used our homemade ketchup. Success!
We got 5 ears of beautiful, buttery farmer’s market corn on Sunday and hastened to make it into chowder before it dried out. Luckily for us, the corn was sweet and delicious. I made a chowder out of almost nothing: take the kernels off the cob with a sharp knife and boil up the cobs, with salt and pepper, in some water. Meanwhile, sautee diced scallions, some butter and flour until they are incorporated. Add some milk (I used organic skim, but you can also use half and half if you are feeling ambitious) and heat, add the corn cob broth, thicken, add kernels, simmer. That’s it! Corn, water, scallions, flour, milk. Delicious, healthy, easy.
Homemade meatballs, pre- cooking. The secret: sautee onions, let cool, then add to meat. To the usual suspects, I also added grated Parmesan, Worcestershire sauce and a dash of tomato paste.
Of all the people in the world to turn up here, this terrible person who had witnessed that scene with Ashley which still gave her nightmares; this odious wretch who ruined girls and was not received by nice people; this despicable man who had said, and with good cause, that she was not a lady.
Homemade pickles! They are pretty strong, but very delicious!
Dominic from Del Re’s grinding hooked us up with a good sharpening job on our chef’s knife.
Washington square park on this beautiful evening
