I’m not one to make New Year’s resolutions — I tend to set annual goals on my birthday in July instead — but I do always roll (and I mean roll) into January with a big case of food fatigue and a vow to end the crazy nonstop nibbling, which is part of the holiday fun, no matter which side of the pond I’m on. My slim-down strategy always includes lots of soups, which are cold-weather naturals, but I also like to eat things that crunch, like salads.
In France, salads — rather, salades — can be green, and composed of not much more than some kind of lettuce lightly dressed with vinaigrette that’s always homemade (I’m not even sure if bottled dressings are available in France; if they are, I’ve completely missed them). But I’m talking about something else. Something hearty. Warm.
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Ellise Pierce is the author of “Cowgirl Chef: Texas Cooking With a French Accent” (Running Press, $25). Find more at www.cowgirlchef.com.