Fall had started in earnest and we decided to go for a long walk foraging for wild cèpes. I built a huge fire in our wood burning stove and placed a daube of beef to slow cook on top. We opened a bottle of wine to decant and walked out into the cool, misty day heady with pine scents. ~ from my upcoming cookbook, Cuisine of the Sun.
I just returned from a long walk with my wife Lisa and son Beau enjoying Oregon’s fall colors in the rain. I started making a daube of bison in honor of my maman who loves her bee-sohn like no other. Soon my house filled with the warming smells of slow cooked beef. It reminded me of when we first lived in Mendocino, California in small, off the grid hippie cabin. The following excerpt is edited from my forthcoming book which is available on this site….