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At last!  updates and clean links to all my recent stories:  Kitchen Window, Globe reviews, and even what we’ve been eating lately.  Now that the kids are back in school full time, I’ve finally had a chance to put my HTML hat back on.

Making the most of too much of a good thing . . . a last hurrah for kitchen gardeners everywhere as the season wetly concludes.

Quick Breads: A Solution to Summer’s Bounty

In a word, swoon-worthy.

These are the books I live for, the ones where every recipe opens up a whole new horizon of deliciousness.  I also love having an answer when people ask me “What’s your favorite cookbook this year?”

Review of Claudia Roden’s The Food of Spain in today’s Boston Globe.

20 years ago, I was an editorial assistant who walked just 9 blocks to work. Along the way, there was a mysterious bakery I still dream about to this day. I never saw an awning or a name inscribed on the window. Sometimes I could find it, sometimes I couldn’t. Sometimes it was open, sometimes it wasn’t. And sometimes it had the almond toast, and sometimes it didn’t.

The toast was an indulgence. It was a sort of brioche with a thick paste of ambrosial, chewy something or other, with sliced almonds on top. The nameless bakery didn’t even label its goods, so I never knew what it was called. I just called it almond toast.

At some point I ceased to be able to find the bakery, though I firmly believe it’s somewhere else in space and time, bewitching some other young thing. But the search engines of the day were primitive, and I was both shy and busy, and I never did figure out a way to find those almond toasts again.

This year, when Emily Luchetti’s marvelous Fearless Baker came out, I turned to page 251 and there it was:  “Almond Morning Bread,” or “Bostock”.  And at last, I had a chance to make it this week.

It was, I’m happy to say,  every bit as good as I remembered.

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