A number of months ago I received an email I thought was a practical joke. It wasn't funny. Amanda Hesser was right there, in my inbox. Plain as day, scary as all get out.
I had no idea what she was asking of me but I said yes like a sobbing future bride looking down at her soul mate.
There ensued much talking on the telephone, (secret ) recipe testing, sleepless nights, comparative labne tastings, note scribbling and brow furrowing.
Today, right now, by the power vested in technology via this mysterious box I write to you from, you may see the formulation of a collaborative effort by two people living a few thousand miles apart, who have never met in person. Amanda Hesser has long been a heroine of mine. To have had the opportunity to talk about food and recipe testing and the crazy minutiae that I get off on when it comes to flavor and texture and the alchemy of baking, makes me tingly all over.
If you're not able to buy the Sunday NY Times in paper form, here you go. From the Magazine ~
Thank you for all your amazing words on the piece, my work and and eggbeater. I am on an amazing journey and I thank you for allowing me to put you all in my pocket.