Where was my camera when I needed it? If I had a picture of the dish I made today, you’d say, “Wow, that looks wonderful, rich, and delicious!” Then you would have read what it was and changed your mind. But remember, it looked good.

This morning, I amused myself making gorgeous toast rounds with red wine-braised onions and bacon that accompanied my Coq en Barbouille. It sounds so good in French: it’s rooster (again, cock jokes abound) braised in a red wine sauce. Not bad, until you get to the thickening agent. Nothing coagulates a sauce like 50 mL of pig’s blood.

Where was my camera? Laying around, having random pictures taken by Gerardo (photo left). Thanks, G.