This was a Sunday morning activity for Joe. While I was fast asleep he was baking up a storm with his now perfected cinnamon rolls. Much better than store bought for sure.
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Lately I have been travelling a lot for work so I haven't had a chance to cook or even pay my blog the attention I want to give it. However, on the upside I have more time for reading and started a book I bought 6 months ago, The Soul of a Chef by Michael Ruhlman.
I am about half way through and thoroughly enjoying it. I think Mr Ruhlman does indeed capture and articlulate what the soul of a chef might actually look like. So in the absence of actually cooking, I can at least live vicariously through Mr Ruhlman.
There are many reasons I like living in Soho. One of them is definitely living around the corner from the Broadway Panhandler, a store with a thousand excuses to part with your money. I swear that I was in the store almost every weekend last year. I was always in need of something, be it a small lemon juicer or a more significant All Clad saute pan. So by December I had every essential tool I needed and no space in my tiny kitchen for one more thing.
So now my visits to Broadway Panhandler are merely to whittle away time looking at shiny new objects, dream of having more space, plan my dream kitchen or nibble on demonstrating chefs' dishes. As it happened I was walking past the store yesterday and noticed the blackboard advertising Sara Moulton was doing a demonstration in the store.
At this point I have to admit a dirty secret -- I am addicted to the food channel. It's an addiction supported by the fact that we don't get cable and the only other channels I can surf are FOX, NBC, Telemundo or PBS. It doesn't really matter what's showing on FoodTV, I will still watch it. That's not to say I don't have my favorite programs, one of which is hosted by Sara Moulton, a native New Yorker.
Seeing her demonstration at the Broadway Panhandler was a treat and confirmed that she really is charming and friendly. We stayed for a bit, but given the crowd decided to return later to get an autographed copy of her new cook book. We chatted for a few mnutes and before signing the book she asked "Is this for both of you?" Don't you just love her now? Five minutes later with a backpack over her shoulder, she walked outside, down the street and into a cab.