Dusoulier’s voice is boisterous, spirited, delightful and entirely forgiving. Upon realizing, for example, that “the galaxy of food knows no bounds,” that you could travel the globe over and still find entire new worlds of flavor, she stops to add with a child’s glee, “Excuse me while I clap my hands in excitement.” Or consider her zany claim that no food was harmed in the process of photographing it. What a relief!
I texted Clotilde Sunday to say "ohmigod!" and to tell her my favorite line of the article: "Her pesto is of pistachio." So mellifluous!
For Chicago readers: Clotilde will be in town for a signing of her new cookbook the weekend of May 19th. And it just so happens I’ll be in town too, which means I’ll of course be at the event. Precise information can be found on Clotilde’s site.