I finally cooked again. It’s hard when life is chaotic. It’s much easier to throw food in a pan and then toss it over pasta or rice. Brain cells are used when assembling an actual dish and I’ve been woefully short on functioning brain cells.
I had this luscious goat cheese that I wanted to do something with so this frittata was the perfect vehicle for its tastiness.
Topped with Crème fraîche and caviar, served with a handful of sweet raspberries, this was a wonderful summer dinner.
I asked Son how many stars he would give this: “Give it all the stars there are.” Guess he liked it.
