I remember when I was a little girl and I absolutely refused to eat the yolk of an egg. My Mom would always cook our eggs sunny-side-up, the yolk medium set. My little hands would cut around that yellow-orange mystery ball with incredible precision, being ever so cautious to ensure that the whisper-thin seal did not break, pouring over my silky-sheen egg …
Prosciutto and Butternut Squash Ravioli with Brown Butter Cream Sauce
I am still trying to define my ‘cooking style.’ Is it classic and French? No. Is it modern and experimental? I don’t think so… all I know is that I tend to gravitate toward balanced meals that give a sense of elegance and, hopefully, approachable sophistication. I was thinking about this as I constructed these ravioli. To me, ravioli aren’t …