The Lost Art of Slow Cooking

In a world of fast everything, my family’s recipes are likely to fade away on the back burner.

Aurelie B.
Rooted

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A grandma with a little girl, both wearing aprons, shaping together a ball of dough.
Photo by Christian Bowen on Unsplash

When I was young, I remember my mother spending hours in the kitchen, patiently waiting for meringues to rise in the oven or for the beef bourguignon to marinate on the stove, allowing the alcohol to dissipate so the kids don’t get tipsy — before you frown…

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Aurelie B.
Rooted

Me? 30 something French woman living in Toronto. Positive, witty & a dash sarcastic. You? Open-minded reader ready to follow me on my adventures through Medium.