Apparently, I’ve been dicing onions all wrong. And I never knew how to cook – let alone eat, an artichoke. Further, if you asked me what “tripe” was, I’d have said a fish.
That was, until I spent an entire evening watching old episodes of “The French Chef” with Julia Child. I managed to finish half a dozen shows before forcing myself to call it a night – and I learned a ton. Continue Reading →
