For me, this recipe is 100% French and it reminds me of all these amazing times we had when we were in France. French cuisine is one of my favourites. It’s true that French cuisine is most of the time very technical but not this recipe. As I’m not a professional cook and because I love comfort food, I prefer simple dishes. In my opinion, they are the best! Most of the greatest chefs out there developed their passions and learned their skills when they were young. Playing and running around their mother and grandmother in the kitchen when they were cooking. They were soaked in all these cooking traditions and all this know-how that’s shared from generation to generation. Comfort food evokes the pleasure, the warmness and the happiness linked to our childhood.
I’ve already talked to you about Paquita and my family in Spain remember? This amazing recipe of Croquetas? Well, this one is from Paquita as too! I’m so happy and lucky to get these authentic recipes from her. It’s Celia and Gemma, Paquita’s daughters, who sent me their mom’s recipe. It is simply great! They are Sister to me and I love them more than I can say. They’re still feeding me even if we are far by sending me these recipes involving and evoking all the taste and flavours of Spain … my lovely home. They’re all there and I’m in Quebec. We are not together right now but when I close my eyes and take a bite, I feel like they were here with me and I feel the warmth and the love. It helps me to wait until the next visit.
I don’t know if it has something to do with the fact that I’m turning 35 this year, but I’m not that tolerant to alcohol anymore. Quite honestly, even in college I never was the guy who could chug a whole 26 oz of spirit in a party and still being able to go to the gym class the day after but still… I feel like I’m getting old and I hate it.
Stuffed donut is one of my favourite things in the word. Every time it’s a surprise. You know the kind you are choosing but you never know how it will really be inside. But I love them no matter what as soon as they are fluffy, soft and sweet! I had stuffed donuts in so many places in my life and honestly I think that I like them all. We always have a favourite in everything though.
A couple of months ago, Jean-Félix and I were in Italy. It was amazing! Italy is, for food and drinks, the most exceptional place I’ve ever visited. For people like us, it’s like being in paradise. You can’t ask for more. Everything there is made to make you enjoy your time off and fill up your belly. Which we did, of course! This destination was very influential for us. In my life, almost all my memories are connected to smell or taste and Italy is all about that. So I let you imagine how great it was for me, for us! How many new memories we brought back.
This was my first real pie. Oui oui… No bullshit! I know!!! I’m impressed myself. HAHAHA! Just kidding! For real, it was just a try. You got to believe me, bakery is far from being my comfort zone. I’m learning one step at the time, one recipe at the time! I’m truly starting to love baking. Bakery requires discipline. You must follow the rules which was my main concern. HAHAHA! I usually cook with my heart, I season little by little, one bite at the time to adjust myself. So I’m always out of line and I don’t follow any rules. It took me a while … and many fails to figure that bakery was totally different. Every single pastry recipe is a new step in my learning experience and I’m so happy to share it with you! Oh! And I must say that I still mess up sometimes and have to throw a whole recipe away. Don’t judge, sometimes it’s better to fill up the garbage bin than poisoning someone LOL It’s part of the game! Don’t give up if one day you screw up a recipe. It was just a bad day and tomorrow will be better. Sometimes even if we don’t understand WHHYYY … it happens. LOL!
Every man should own a leather jacket. John Travolta looked dope in Grease! Right girls?!? And what about James Dean? I think I made my point. Did I? But for me, it was not as simple as going to the shopping centre to buy the first leather piece at the fashion store. NOPE! I’ve been looking for a loooong time. I don’t know why, but every single one I’ve ever tried in the past didn’t suit me. Even the most expensive ones. But all good things come to those who wait. And for me, the wait was over as soon as I entered that store. D-Brand on St-Joseph Street in Quebec City.