Alea jacta est

It started with a simple remark.
Not a naughty one, but a remark. You know how French are…
We have a long tradition of receiving for lovely (and sometimes sumptuous) repast in the family.
So it’s natural for me to receive my friends over for dinner, lunch, cocktails, buffet, etc…
And one day, this remark…
Which would completely changed my way of cooking…

“Ah, it’s funny, you did the same recipe last time we came Sixtine ?”
Oups,
Yes,
Actually,
I did…
I did this “joker” recipe.
You know, the kind of recipe which is in your comfort zone….
The recipe you are sure to please everyone with…
Ok.
Alea jacta est :
My friends could saw me twice in the same outfit (rarely though…),
They would never ever ate twice the same recipe at my table !!!!

So I started to list, to cover notebooks,
To list absolutely every recipe : Who, Which, Where, When…
Becoming a mother increased my addiction :
The meals my children preferred,
The vegetables and fruits in season,
The diversification, etc, etc.

I soon became a cooking knight who had to face my children feeds, the last-minute cocktail for business, the dinner for friends coming to London, the buffets to prepare when back to France for holidays…
Those multitasking functions in cooking naturally led me to formatted my recipes to be uncomplicated, easy, chic and painless-free !!
From time to time, my collection of notebooks attained an alarming number,
I had to do something with those…
A blog was the natural answer then…