Greetings, dear friends. It has been way too long. Like Mr. Toad on his wild ride, we have been off driving the beautiful the roads up and down the mighty Mississippi in Illinois, Iowa, and Minnesota. Now we are back (and so happy to be here!) and easing in to our daily schedule. Today’s lunch—garlic-rubbed toast and luscious burrata, both drizzled with really good Italian extra-virgin olive oil and sprinkled with Maldon salt and coarsely ground black pepper—is a simple and perfect welcome home for us.
It’s the third day in a row of classic spring showers. They’ve turned everything green and lush. The apple and cherry blossoms have fallen off the trees like confetti. The doors to the studio are open, inviting all the beauty in. Our lunch today is green, too. Lots of greens. Lots of green flavors. Baby turnips and their greens, artichokes, local asparagus, fresh chives and their blossoms from the balcony herb boxes—all poached in a delicate chicken broth and drizzled with a fruity olive oil. Let it rain.
We’ve been on the road for a couple of weeks, which meant no Canal House lunches, poor dears. But we are back in the studio and so very happy to be. Our first mild-rainy-day lunch is Souris d’Angeau—a delicious morsel of meat from the bottom of a lamb’s leg, that when cooked, the French think looks like a mouse. What can we say…don’t think about it too much! But this Jamison lamb from Latrobe, Pennsylvania is the most delicious thing we’ve eaten in weeks. So good to be home.