Ricky Lauren

Fall is in the air and I was looking for a nice cool weather Famous Food Friday for Lucindaville when I thought of Ricky Lauren. I like to think of Ricky swaddled in tons of Ralph Lauren clothes, so she doesn't strike me as the summer type.



Several years ago she published a book that was part memoir, part Ralph Lauren add part cookbook. Interspersed between the ravishing views of her house, the ravishing views of the Colorado mountains and the ravishing views of tables were the recipes that she loves to make when she is "roughing" it in The Centennial State. The book is decidedly a prime example of gastro-porn. It is hard to focus on the recipes when staring at the views. I don't care if your grandma sweated over a hot stove, it fades into the woodwork (or should I say the lovely honed beams furnished with Ralph Lauren Home accessories.)


If you can manage to tear yourself away from the stunning photos, you will be pleasantly surprised to find that the recipes are pretty solid and easy to make. I can totally see Ricky rousting her little clan with fresh cooked scones. (Check out Lucindaville where Ricky rousts her clan with scones.)

Frittata a la Double RL

1/4 cup olive oil
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 cloves garlic, minced
1 zucchini, julienned
1 green pepper, sliced
8 cherry tomatoes quartered
1 red onion, chopped
1 potato, diced
8 eggs, beaten
2 ozs Parmesan cheese

1. Combine oil, juice, and garlic and pour over vegetables in a large bowl. Let marinate for 10 minutes.
2. Preheat broiler. Heat butter in a large skillet. Mix eggs into vegetable mixture and pour into skillet. Season with salt and pepper to taste.
3. Cook over medium heat, lifting sides to allow eggs to cook completely. Cook until bottom is set (about 6—8 minutes).
4. Sprinkle Parmesan on frittata and place pan under broiler. Cook until top is golden and set...................................................

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Sorry again, this time it was the light coming through the barn for the formal dinner party and the flag... I guess you had to be there.