Cooking With Conan
Between the time when the patrons drank their wine and the rise of the soufflé, there was an age undreamed-of. And unto this, Conan, destined to bear the large white puffy toque upon a troubled [...]
Between the time when the patrons drank their wine and the rise of the soufflé, there was an age undreamed-of. And unto this, Conan, destined to bear the large white puffy toque upon a troubled [...]
This is one of those recipes that was born of necessity...which philosophers have explained to me is a mother...or something like that. Old college wisdom supposedly dictates that Italian-American food is a great hangover remedy. [...]