"The only real stumbling block is the fear of failure. In cooking, you have got to have a what-the-hell attitude." ~ Julia Child

All I wanted was one of those little tortilla presses. Lettie told me they cost $5 at any number of Mexican supermarkets.  So I went to Superior Market here in town and asked.

Sorry, said the lady. We normally carry them but we’re out of stock. Feh. Guess I’d just have to “make due” with the $2 pack of 100 freshly made tortillas, still warm enough to steam up the bag.

But then, on the other side of the store, I noticed the salt cod. And I knew just what I’d be eating for dinner that night.

bacalao salad in tortilla

bacalao salad in a tortilla

It’s worth the wait…


I’m sure Gwyneth is a nice gal. But I’ve always had a big problem with famous celebrities touting the good life from on top of their fortress of privilege.  Of course “It’s All Good,” when you’re a tall, blonde movie star in the One Percent.

So it wasn’t like I was ever going to buy her new cookbook. I need that $18 more than she does, thanks.

But then I run into my friend Liz at Trader Joe’s. And she looks good. And so I ask. And she tells me she’s on a gluten-free, sugar-free, yadda-yadda-yadda free diet and she’s feeling great and losing weight and her cholesterol levels have all normalized…all due to diet.

Well so what exactly do you eat, I ask.  Newspaper? Leaves?  She gives me an example; a roasted cauliflower and chickpea salad with creamy dijon dressing that sounds incredible.  But “…and I REALLY hate to admit this,” she says, “it’s from Gwyneth Paltrow’s new cookbook.”



But she’s insufferable, I yell. She’s like Marie Antoinette! I don’t want to patronize her!

“I know! I know!” Liz says. “But just try it. It’s amazing.”

So I go home and I Google the recipe. The internets want information to run free!

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