Saved by the bell. Or rather, saved by the Kitchen Goddess.
In a case of perfect timing, Julia and her beautiful daughter Lulu have swung into town from Australia, visiting an array of friends stateside. The first thing she said upon entering my kitchen for the first time in nearly four years: "Wow. That's a hell of an onion."
Yes, well. And what are we going to do about it then? French onion soup, as one commentator suggested? Julia shook her head. "You don't really want that in the summer." Onion tart then? I had a recipe stashed away somewhere, but I'd always been too intimidated to try it.
Lulu looked up just then. "Caramelized onion and goat cheese tart! I love it! It's so delicious!"
Out of the mouths of babes. Slap my forehead. Yes. YES!
And even as I watch my big-ass onion slowly start to turn, Julia pulls out the immortal Mastering the Art of French Cooking, by Julia Child and starts to research our dinner tonight.
Will it work? I'm not worried. Julia's here.
Stay tuned.
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You’re lucky to have such wise friends: French Onion Soup would definitely have been too hot for the summer!