Once again, it’s official. La rentrée is upon us once more, and my days as la cheffe are up. Having lost the responsibility is worse than never having had it, because now I have a better idea of how I would run things, and I find myself getting annoyed when le chef doesn’t do them that way. But it’s not just in the kitchen. All over Paris, people seem a bit down – it’s always hard going back to the routine after whiling away the long summer days on vacation. Trust me, I know. My rentrée was at the beginning of July.
Foodwise, the end of summer always heralded blueberries for me, growing up in the Pacific Northwest where berry season comes pretty late. So when I saw piles of blueberries at the market a couple of weeks ago, I had to buy some. And following a disaster (well, ok, not disaster, but less-than-satisfactory outcome) involving Ruhlman’s muffin ratio, I wanted to give him a chance to redeem himself. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Hopie tagged mewith this surprisingly addictive game: find seven blue objects in your house (although I see no reason not to expand the field of view) and do a little show-and-tell. Like Hope, I decided to focus on my kitchen, seeing as this is a food blog, but now that my eye is trained to scan for blue things, I can’t stop! Everywhere I go, I’m looking for seven blue items! Hopefully posting this will purge that impulse.
The very first thing that comes to mind when I ask myself, “what’s blue in my kitchen?” is my beloved Emile Henry ceramicware.
From soufflé-type desserts, to custards, to portioning out peanuts for snacking, the ramekins certainly get a workout. As does the oval gratin dish, especially in the colder months, with treats like tartiflette, ham-wrapped endives, stuffed cabbage, and even the occasional gratin benefiting from the large exposed surface to get browned and crisp. Quiches, tarts, and sometimes casseroles keep the fluted round dish busy.
A peek into the fridge revealed this:
Homemade bleu cheese dressing, made with the end of a wedge of bleu d’Auvergne, a pot of yogurt, and some chopped green onions.
You can see from that last photo that I reused/repurposed the crème fraîche container. Yes, I am a card-carrying tree-hugger, as evidenced by the next couple of blue things:
A brochure from Greenpeace about harmful fishing practices (honestly, though, I think a brochure about which fish I CAN eat is more useful than one outlining the ones I shouldn’t eat); and my (rather full, but since emptied) recycling bins.
Are we having fun yet? There is still the matter of that muffin recipe…