Californian Citrus Couscous Salad,

My power pack high in Vitamin C,
California Citrus Couscous Salad

My husband and I, are a real team.

I love cooking, he loves eating. He looses things, I find them. He buys things in the kitchen, I break them (these are accidental of course). He loves to complain (he is French, I insist on that) while I love giving compliments to compensate :-). He is so good in numbers, good thing he is around to help me out. Like any other couple, I do the talking and he does the listening. And when things go wrong, he fumes with madness while I cast it out with laughter.

Men and women are really different but that's what completes us together isn't it?

Anyways, since yesterday was a French national holiday and with a beautiful sunny weather that we had, we could only think of driving to the aqua blue beach of Calanque and spend the afternoon there. As we often go to the same beach most of the time, we opted to try the other part of it we least explore. So normal driving routine scenario in our couple: he's behind the wheels and I am the co-pilot holding the map, giving the directions. After hours of driving (we should have arrived decades ago) I confessed that I mis-read the map and we were lost. I don't know why map is so unfathomable for me. He was about to get angry but then we saw this amazing field of coquelicot, beautiful and inviting. I told him, it was a detour so we could take a photograph. He smiled with my alibi. He pulled over, and we went out . Me, hubby and our 8 months old baby girl all together we savour the beauty of nature for a while.

As I prepare this fruity couscous salad in the kitchen, I thought that getting a GPS may not be that bad afterall.

Californian Citrus Couscous Salad

one and a half cup of Couscous
3/4 cup of Chicken broth
one Chicken breast
2 tsps of sesame seeds
2 Californian pink pomelos
2 California oranges
6 tbsps of olive oil
3 tbps of lemon juice
one red bell pepper diced in small cubes
one red onion diced in small cubes
one small cucumber (peeled and remove the seeds) cut in cubes
toasted almonds (chopped) (optional)
basil and mint sprigs

In a small pot bring chicken broth and 1/4 cup water to a boil. Add couscous, cover, and remove from heat. And let it stand for about 5 minutes. Fluff it with your hands. In a small pan, fry the chicken breast crusted with sesame seeds in 3 tbsps of olive oil until golden brown on both sides and set aside. In a small bowl, mix together the remaining olive oil, lemon, salt and pepper. Pour over couscous and toss. Stir in the red pepper, onions, cucumber, oranges and pomelos in the salad. Slice thinly the chicken breast and top it on the couscous. Chop the mint and basil sprigs.

The captivating field of coquelicot

If you love Kenzo, you know what is coquelicot

One last look ....

My sweet little angel...

To fellow Bloggers and to all Moms out there
Happy Mothers Day to all of us

Strawberry Gazpacho and Basil

A refreshing and sweet entrée,
Strawberry Gazpacho and Basil

Let's still talk ghost stories here.

Few days ago, I remember I had a chat with my sister. Apparently she was advised by some elders that since his two year old son grew up so close to my dad there will be "according to them" bad spirits that will imitate the form of my dad to entice the child. What(??) I know all these things might sound so absurd but my sister as a mom would just like to protect his son. They told her that the only means to protect him (ok brace yourself) is by wearing something red. So to cut the story short, she had their walls painted in red, changed their curtains to red and bought a bunch of red wardrobe for my nephew. I know this sounds more a funny story than spooky.

So yesterday I just thought that probably I could do my share of sending away all this spooky and bad spirits in my kitchen by concocting something bloody red; my strawberry gazpacho in basil. I guess it worked, for I feel so highly spirited today!

I am sending this recipe to Weekend Herb Blogging.

Strawberry Gazpacho and Basil

250 g of strawberries
1 tbsp of lemon juice
1 tbsp of vinegar of Xeres
2 tbsps of olive oil
3 tbsps bread crumbs
fresh basil leaves (amount depends on your preference)
1 glass of cold water

Clean and cut the heads of your strawberries. Put in an electric mixer all the ingredients and give a good blend according to your desired consistency. Refrigerate for about an hour.

All things Red is beautiful and delicious!

Ini, mini myni, mo

My new award!

A big thanks to Gloria from Canela kitchen, for handing me over this award!! My big kisses goes to you!

Poached Pears in Wild Thymes and Raspberries

Poached pears in wild thymes and raspberries, a mysterious beautiful conconction

After few weeks of absence I'm finally back in my kitchen.

It feels so good to be back here in my comfort zone but I would admit that my magic wand still stays a bit rustic having been unused for a moment. As I was inspecting the beautiful wild thymes I gathered with my husband yesterday in the nearby forest during our short promenade I could'nt get out of my head what happened during the first day I arrived in Philippines for my dad's wake.

Vibrant wild thymes...

To begin with, I was baptised and raised catholic and I have always believed in God. I used to be scared of ghosts when I was a young girl but I start disbelieving its existence as I grew up. So I keep asking myself on how do I explain the X-file like (?) story that I had few weeks ago. The day I arrived on my parent's house was already the second day of my dad's wake. That night all my friends from childhood and acquintances who knew my dad poured in. It was more like a high school reunion ambiance than a wake. Eventually my sister's friend that everybody's claiming to be a "medium" showed up. She knew my dad too and it was only natural for her to pay a visit. At around 5 in the morning, according to my sister she saw her friend's face suddenly lighted up and smiled discretely at the corner of the house. Curious of what was happening, she asked her if my dad was there and she nodded her head. When my sister narrated me this I was skeptical and I told her I'm wondering if my dad was aware that I am already back in Philippines. Having said that I heard a voice who uttered my name and abruptly I felt goosebumps everywhere. My sister didn't hear the voice but I swear I had a very strong emotions at that instant that my dad was actually with us. I won't blame you if you don't believe me because it is equally hard for me to understand what really happened.

I know that my poached pear in wild thyme and raspberry recipe doesn't sound too spooky and could be unfit for my uncanny post. But I tell you it's worth trying.


Poached pears in wild thyme and raspberries

1 kg of pear (about six pieces)
220 g of sugar
500 ml of water
about a handful of fresh wild thymes
150 g of fresh raspberries

Wash and peel the pears leaving the stems intact. Mix the sugar and water in a casserole and cook slowly over medium fire. Stir the syrup non stop until the liquid boils. Let the thyme and half of the raspberries infused in the syrup for an hour out of fire. Using a fork crush the thyme and raspberries in the casserole and strain the liquid. Put back the liquid in the casserole and cook the pears at a medium heat for about twenty to thirty minutes. Remove the pears delicately and let them stand in a plate. Reduce the liquid to half until it thickens a bit. Dress the plate with a pear in the middle and fresh raspberries around. You may add up some fresh thymes on the pear. Pour over the sauce.

Agent Molder will probably like this dessert....

Pretty aren't they?

The kitchen will operate soon

Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
~Henry Ward Beecher

.......ah those past weeks were the trying moments of my life. And when moments like this happen, the thought that you are not alone braving all these make things a lot easier. After reading all your messages left on my last post, I would admit that I was deeply overwhelmed. Words have always helped me make sense to this world and understand its essence.

My deepest gratitude goes to all of you . Thank you. I can't wait to start cooking again.

What do you do when you lose your inspiration in the kitchen?

When something bad happens people normally sort to drinking coffee, tea or eating chocolate to console them. I am normally the type that would take out a good cookbook and would start cooking; I always find enorme pleasure when I am in the kitchen. I become more imaginative, I blossom and I tend to forget everything around me. It is indeed my comfort zone.

But today is a different day. No matter what I do my morale is totally down. Did I lost my inspiration? Where did it go my magic wand?

It is since yesterday that I have learned the sad news from home that my dad or papush (that's how I often call him) just passed away. When I've found out the news from my sister I felt like it was just a dream. That I am not there and I am not hearing this news. Strangely I feel so empty inside. Being far from them makes this emotion even harder to bear. I tried to take a nap but I couldn't. I took a hot shower hoping that my tears will fall unperceived this way, but nothing came out. All I had running like a broken record in my head were images of my papush and me laughing and enjoying those moments when we were young. Everytime I look back, I see our life as in the italian movie of Roberto Benigni, Life is Beautiful that the father does everything to hide the harsh realities of life. And that life is colorful and worth living amidst poverty and no matter what.

Taken during my wedding..

He is my biggest inspiration in life. Everything I accomplised in life I owe it all to him. It's gonna be a very very rough time for me I guess.

I'll be taking a short break (probably 2 or 3 days) I'll be heading home tomorrow. After this 14 long hours of flight to Philippines I will be confronting reality. It is so hard to say goodbye specially when you don't want it in the first place. But don't worry I am alright and rest assured I'll be back in few days ( I have tons of recipes lined up waiting to be published). And besides blogging will help in healing me :-)

As I think about it this would mean; no more corny jokes, no more captivating scent of coffee brewing, no more heart-warming kundiman (romantic) songs in the morning, no more "best" garlic fried-rice in the kitchen....oh gosh I will terribly miss you Dad!

Delicious Sacher torte and a sweet weekend gathering

Sacher torte, what do we do when there's only one slice left?

Me and my big mouth.

That's what I thought after haphazardly volunteering to prepare the cake for our weekend gathering. I have almost forgotten that I have a seven month's old baby girl and that preparing for big number of guests wouldn't be that simple. Specially now that she has improve drastically her psychomotor abilities. Meaning she's everywhere and could be pulling anything. (Grrrrrr, but still very very cute). I was thinking of making something simple and easy but then again my craziness for cooking is much stronger than my brain telling me "be logic, be logic". So I ended up buying 800 grams of dark chocolate, 500 grams of freshly picked from the farm raspberries and a two dozen of naturely grown farm eggs in the market last Friday. In short, I baked a Sacher Torte for almost twenty guests. I have never tried making this famous Austrian chocolate cake nor tasted them for that matter. I adopted my recipe from the french site of Austrian Tourism Office explaining how to make this cake and I used Pierre Herme's raspberry chocolate recipe for my glaçage.

Everybody loved it! I suppose for they were speechless and just all headed on finishing their slices on their plate.

Fresh lilas from the garden adorn the table

If you were wondering what was the occassion, it was my dad in law, sis in law, his fiancé and my brother in law's birthday celebration. No fancy menu this weekend just some green vegetable terrine and endive salad for entrée, fondue bourguignone for the main course and apple tart, sacher torte and champagne for the dessert.


Sacher Torte (you can check the original recipe here)
(recipe for one cake)
200 g of dark chocolate
8 egg yolks
120 g of melted butter
10 egg whites
1 tsp of Vanilla essence
a pinch of salt
180 of sugar
120 of sifter flour

Beat the egg yolks. Fold in the melted butter, vanilla essence and melted chocolate. Dust the flour and mix until homogenous. Whisk the egg. Add the salt; put the sugar little by little and continue whisking until it forms its peak. Put one fourth of this mixture on the chocolate mixture. Mix carefully then add directly on the whisk egg whites and mix gently. Pour this mixture on two round pans (of 22cm in diameter and 4 cm depth) with buttered baking paper inside. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes at 180° celsius.

Chocolate Raspberry Glaçage
14 cl of heavy cream
150 g of raspberries
20 of butter
200 g of dark chocolate

Put the raspberries on an electric mixer and blend it. Pass this purée on a streamer to remove the seeds. Melt the chocolate in bain marie and in a separate casserole warm up the heavy cream. Put the warm heavy cream on the melted chocolate and mix delicately. Add the raspberry purée. Add the butter and continue mixing;

Assembling the cake. Put a raspberry preserves on the middle of the two cakes to stick them together. Then pour in the chocolate glaçage; Let it stand in the fridge for at least two hours.

The famous yogurt-apple tart of my sister in law

Parade of champagne glasses, anything becomes great with a glass of champagne

LIVESTRONG Day Recipe: Yellow Plum Mini-Pizzas and Poppy Seeds

A Taste of Yellow: Yellow Plum Mini-Pizzas and Poppy Seeds

Without giving much clues you probably know the answer to this question,

What is the world’s longest cycling event that usually runs more than 3,000 km that the route normally covers a circuit around France and other neighboring countries ?

You guess it right, Tour de France.

I I remember when I was still a student learning french for the first time in our language institute, the ffirst important things I’ve learned about french people was their love for good weather, good food, enjoying life and doing a good sport (I would say it’s perfectly described in Pink Martini’s song Je ne veux pas travailler (literally means I don’t want to work). And when it comes to sports three things that preoccupies them, their fondness for petanque, football and of course the pride of the french the Tour de France. I am not really a big fan of this sport (nor any other sports for that matter (you see I am more of a passive sportsman, hehehe I only love watching them) but Tour de France never cease to amaze me on human capacities to push their limit, really impressive !.

So why all this introduction on this biking event ? Well simply because today I am honoring and supporting LIVESTRONG Day a one-day initiative spearheaded by the Lance Armstrong Foundation to raise awareness and funds to fight against Cancer and this will be on May 13, 2008. In connivance to support this day, Barbara of Winos and Foodies is calling all food bloggers for « A TASTE OF YELLOW » food blogging event. You can check her site for more details.

Yellow is beautiful. Yellow is my favorite color. Yellow is the color of the first Sunday dress sewn by my mom. And the when the sky is yellow it is the day that angels are happy because I did a good act. So for a taste of something yellow, I'm sharing my recipe for Yellow Plum Mini-Pizza and poppy seeds. (Special thanks to Manggy for reminding me :-) that prune is plum in english )

Yellow Plum Mini Pizza and Poppy Seeds

for the dough:
400 g of flour
4 tbps of olive oil
1 sachet of dry yeast
a pinch of salt

for the garniture:
18 pcs of yellow prune (you can replace it with apricots)
75 g almond powder
120 g of brown sugar
80 g de butter
1 tsp of poppy seeds (optional)
1 tsp of Orange water (eau de fleur d’orange)

Mix the yeast with 25cl of warm water. In a bowl mix the flour, salt, the yeast diluted in water and oil. Knead the dough for 10 to 15 minutes or until the dough becomes smooth and elastic. Put it back in a bowl and cover with a slightly wet towel. Let it stand for an hour. Once the dough has doubled in volume, work on the dough and make 8 mini-pizza’s approximately 12 centimeters in diameter. Next prepare the yellow prune. Cut and remove the seeds and slice thinly . Cut in small cubes the butter and put it over the pizzas. Drizzle the almond powder over the pizza and decorate it with the sliced prune. And lastly powder it with sugar, poppy seeds and a little bit of orange water for perfume. Bake it for 20-25 at 180° celsius.

A plum a day keeps the doctor away...

Come join the fight...