my favourite things: le creuset, tres petite Tweet

le tres petite creuset, originally uploaded by gorgeoux.

I begged my love to get this one some months ago. I had to beg because I couldn't answer the question: what would you cook in it. It is the smallest cocotte I've ever seen, so the question seemed rather aimed at my sanity, and correct. I explained I just wanted to be able to look at it and would fill it with the tiniest plant (maybe), sweets (happened meanwhile), or beads (!).

We then saw the older, uglier version brought to the table at Arbutus one evening, containing more baked potatoes than my love's steak needed, and I chatted up the waitress, excited. Unfortunately for me, the waitress was cold and boring, just like all the other members of staff. So, while we warmed to their food, the combination of their service, prices, and obvious drive for profit would make us think twice before returning.

At an even later date, struck by inspiration, I baked two Portobello mushrooms that he adored—and he does know his mushrooms—for lunch, and on a secondary note I was able to prove that the petite could work on special occasions. Ever since, it's been used a couple more times, perhaps. Presently, it's half full with chocolates, in the fridge.

And casually, last Saturday, stopping by a charity shop on Northcote Road to get a few more Le Parfait jars, I met my second tiny, tiny cocotte, which simply doubles possibilities and opportunities with its presence. My only disappointment was that he didn't move a muscle as I showed up at the till with it. Not one. I suppose I'm not well without a certain level of begging and justifying. I also suppose I'm not boasting at all with this post. Why, everything in our house is either functional OR beautiful!

le tres petite creuset, deux, originally uploaded by gorgeoux.