This past Friday my friend Lydia came up from Jackson, Mississippi, to visit. We've know each other since college and for about seven years awhile ago, we lived in apartments that were one above the other. I've been away from Jackson for almost eleven years now and I still miss hanging out with Lydia.
It doesn't take much to entertain us when we get together. We ate Mexican the evening she got here and went to Wal-Mart and wandered around per usual.
On Saturday we did lunch and went to see Julie & Julia.
I won't give a big review here although I definitely enjoyed the parts about Julia and Paul Child the best. I suppose it took a premise like the Julie/Julia Project to bring Julia's story to the big screen. Who would make a movie about her without a hook like Julie Powell's blog. But they should've/could've made a movie just about Julia Child. Definitely an interesting and worthy subject. And with Meryl Streep in the lead-well, no disrespect to Julie Powell, but I would have loved to have seen more of the woman who taught America to cook and in turn launched the careers of scores of celebrity chefs.
After the movie, Lydia and I hit a few more stops before heading home. The grocery had steaks on sale and we grilled out and had great baked potatoes with lots of butter and haricots verts with lemon and sliced almonds.
I have been wanting to make a clafouti ever since Posie Gets Cozy shared pictures of hers made with yummy blackberries. I found a recipe in the classic The Joy of Cooking and added a little cream per Martha Stewart's version. The classic is made with cherries, but we found some organic raspberries and I thought the tartness would contrast nicely with the firm custardy base.
I don't own a copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking, so I don't know if there is a clafouti recipe inside or not. But nonetheless, I made a French dessert in honor of an American treasure and to celebrate friendships that stand the test of time.