Back to my roots

Since I saw the fantastic Blog "l'amour dans l'assiette" of my friend Bia, I cannot stop thinking of going back to cooking.

Since my Cordon Bleu times - a period of my life that brings sweet memories of lots of cooking in my tiny Paris kitchen - I haven't done much for my gastronomic side. After Antonio was born I very much abandoned all the knowledge I acquired in months of hard work in the school's kitchens.

Then yesterday, with piles and piles of accounting work sitting on my desk, and still recovering from a cold, I took my knives out and decided to start training Loveness, Antonio's nanny and our formidable cook.

She has previously worked in the kitchen of a famous Portuguese restaurant in Joburg and is no stranger to pots, pans and Bacalhau (cod).

Our first recipe was a goat's cheese and rocket quiche (which was divine, if I may say so) and this morning we made a sour cream cake - a recipe from Bia's granny.

While I wait for the cake to cook in the oven, I silently celebrate my long-awaited return to one of my greatest passions..

A Vos fourchettes!