Something may be said for cooking bare out of the shower. Not only are you clean, but when you slop tomato paste down your front you don't have to change your clothes.
Anyhow, last night was Le Bernardin Fish Soup.
Some of the mise. Often I wish I had a sous chef. Particularly when a recipe calls for "2 large heads of garlic, cloves smashed and peeled".
After a couple hours, cooked soup, Alaskan halibut in this case, ready to be passed though Mouli.
Le Bernardin Fish Soup, finished with white pepper and cayenne. (Though I cheated and used Piment d'Espelette because I can.) Served with toasted, garlic rubbed baguette. Gruyere and Ruhlman spoon.
