I must have been riding the high from my success with the Chinese food last week when I decided to try French cooking this week. That, or I was delusional. I thought "Hey, I like French food! I'll make that next! How hard can it be?"
And then I started looking at recipes, and all I could think was:
But it was too late at that point, and I just decided to go for it. I knew I wanted to make French onion soup, and I found a recipe that seemed fairly easy. But then for the entree...oh my goodness. It was impossible to find a recipe that that didn't involve years of experience, hours and hours, and super expensive ingredients.
Finally I found one that seemed reasonable...if you consider flambéing with brandy reasonable. Check back in a few days to make sure I didn't scorch off my eyebrows or light my house on fire.
But for today's success story:
French onion soup
I am so proud of this! It was a soup, which obviously I've been making a lot of recently, but it was completely different from the usual carrots/celery/onions + chicken stock formula I've been using. It was a little more challenging, a lot more expensive (gruyere!) but so rewarding at the end.