Bro D
When I reflect on key food influencers in my life-my brother-in-law from Toronto ranks right up there.
He has exquisite taste in restaurants and introduced me to “Fred’s Not Here” in Toronto and Keith McNally’s “Pastis” and “Union Square Cafe” in Manhattan.
He is a great cook, especially grilled items, learning early as a teen aged Broiler Chef at the Keg Restaurants alongside my husband. The last time he cooked for me, I went on and on about the grilled potatoes (potato aficionado that I am). He shared that his secret ingredient was truffle oil that he had purchased on a trip to Italy. Of course I had to do the same and bought a beautiful bottle on the beach in Positano, Italy. When it was snatched with our luggage on a train platform in La Spezia, we had to repurchase one in Monterosso al Mare.
Truffle oil is precious to begin with and this little bottle is placed on the table as a flavour to top a salad or a pasta course for very special guests.
I am prompted to write all this as my husband is staying with his brother this weekend. As he was heading out the door to catch a flight to Toronto he reminded me that he was taking my camera. Thankfully, I remembered that the memory card was in my laptop and quickly removed it for his departure but not in time to transfer all my current photos which were for my upcoming blog entries-drat.
Kath’s quote: “There are two types of people who eat truffles: those who think truffles are good because they are dear and those who know they are dear because they are good.”-J.L. Vaudoyer
