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Yesterday, I posted a recipe for Tacos de Camaron. Those beautiful Jumbo Shrimp were so succulent and tasty, I have to tell you. I was even more grateful to have them on my dinner table because they were provided to me by the Anderson Seafoods company.

Anderson Seafoods has stood for integrity and honest hard work in the seafood industry for over 30 years. I’d actually heard of them before they contacted me and asked me to do a review – one of the pizza restaurants I used to work at as a teenager used them as a supplier for all the seafood that went in our pasta dishes. I know they do good work. I know they provide quality food that I’d be happy to eat any time of day.

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I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a more stunning piece of kitchen equipement as the Le Creuset Doufeu. Seriously – when I took it out of the box, it was art, sitting right there on the stovetop.

You’re probably asking yourself what in the world a doufeu is, and how in the world do you say it? First, let’s start with the pronunciation. A doufeu or Dough-foo is a cast iron French oven made with a special lid specifically designed to baste your food as it cooks.

You see there how the lid is quite large, and has a big “bowl” in the center of it? That bowl is crucial to the Le Creuset genius. The lower part of the pot is like any other Le Creuset you might own – cast iron, covered with enamel, and perfect for searing any of your favorite meats and vegetables.

Where the Doufeu stands apart is in the lid. After you’ve started the cooking process, and you’re simply ready to let everything in the pot simmer, you put the doufeu lid on, and then fill the lid with ice cubes. Yes, ice cubes.

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On Saturday, my nephew David turns 5. Five years ago, my husband and I had just disembarked from a cruise ship, and barely made it through customs (where cell phones are not allowed) when my phone began to ring. I answered it to hear both my mother’s tears, and Davey’s first cries too. There I stood, in the middle of a sidewalk at New York City’s cruise pier, crying my eyes out.

Four months later, I met Davey for the first time. We gathered at Canyon Lake, Texas, a place that my sister and I spent the majority of our childhood summers, spring breaks, and long weekends. Chellee and Jeremy walked out of their cabin, and put a little baby wearing only a diaper into my arms. He promptly threw up on me.

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