My latest cooking endeavor has been making baked potatoes. As I wandered the market yesterday I was thinking about new ways to save money on food, which led to the realization that potatoes are cheap and filling. I have been using a microwave en lieu of an oven thanks to the problem of living in student housing.
I am not sure what kind of potatoes these are, as I chose by if they were organic and local and didn’t search for a name. Little things. Delicious.
This latest experiment I filled with a hint of butter, crème fraîche, some sea salt mixed with herbs, and instead of black pepper like I have been using I decided to add a bit of Dijon Mustard.

Things to bring back to the states for upcoming dinner parties.
My other new experiment was inspired by a homework assignment to write a recipe for a dish of my country. I looked for something from the Pacific Northwest and found an intriguing recipe for herbed French toast. I skimped on adding a dollop of sour cream (or as I would prefer to use here in France, crème fraîche) as well as as topping of chives, which I couldn’t find at the supermarché.

At the moment I am trying to write a paper on the Venus of the Rags piece by Michelangelo Pistoletto. I feel like Doug Funnie trying to write about silt, except without the lure of video games, but instead the lure of making delicious food and watching British period drama.