Anne-Julia Price – Writer | Editor | Translator
The past couple of blog entries have centered around my sudden uprooting – the death of my beautiful grandmother, leaving Louisiana and living in an upside-down world. This one is different. I’m still trying to figure everything out, but there’s no reason why I can’t do it while sightseeing like a royal. Before heading off …
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I'm excited to share with my readers the latest addition to my cookbook collection, Mosquito Supper Club, offering Louisiana recipes and delicious coastal accounts.
I did not expect to experience the flood of emotions I did while reading Laura Bradbury’s My Grape Year. One of Amazon Prime's books to borrow on Kindle, it looked like a fun, light read reminiscent of one of those YA travel-to-France-and-fall-in-love novels that used to captivate my teenage mind. Somehow I got wrapped up …
Photo by Ben Lodge on Unsplash My culinary memories begin with my family. My mother’s guidance through global flavors: escargots, gefilte fish, artichokes, caviar, and fondue, for example. My grandmother’s catfish courtbouillon (pronounced couvillion in Louisiana), homemade ice cream, morning biscuits, and baked chicken & rice. My great-grandmother’s cathead biscuits, chicken & dumplings, strawberry pies, steak with rice …
March, 1988 We knew it all along, didn’t need a judge to tell us. But maybe he did. Besides, it was a way for me to finally meet him, my dad. When he walked inside the courtroom that day in 1988, I knew right away that it was him. He was bigger than the man …
When you need a break from the laptop, and a quick, creative nosh ... It's a bit wobbly, but so am I. 😜 Beets stacked with goat-ricotta cheese and herbs.
Oh Seattle, you ole salty dog, you. I was just nowhere near your neighborhood. But I was looking for a little fresh air, and, well, you do know how to draw a gal back in. You're always there when I need you. Refreshing sea air whispers over my skin with the sweetest kisses not even …
When it comes to Nana's biscuits, all notions of healthy dieting fly completely out of the window. Biscuits ... Butter ... Homemade Fig Preserves ... Coffee. Yes, please. (P.S. That's my great-grandmother's old food processor in the background. And yes, although is screeches like a banshee, it still works, unlike Nana's and my newer models. …
Living in the past is not an option. For years now, the universe has been telling me to get rid of stuff. It's necessary as part of my life's mission. I still don't know what that mission is, but the universe, or else that little voice inside my head, has been pretty loud and clear. …
One of the biggest inspirations France gives me is cooking/eating. On that note, tears of inspiration filled my eyes recently while walking down my old Paris neighborhood's Rue Daguerre. During my short week's stay, I made time for cheese shopping on a Friday afternoon, on the hunt for the perfect morsels to add to the …
Biscuits + Brioche 