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> <channel><title>Comments on: White Bean and Tuna Salad with Lemon Pepper Dressing</title> <atom:link href="http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/</link> <description></description> <lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 May 2012 10:18:53 +0000</lastBuildDate> <sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod> <sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency> <generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1</generator> <item><title>By: Kristin</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-323</link> <dc:creator>Kristin</dc:creator> <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 08:31:38 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-323</guid> <description>Spud, that sounds like a breakfast to remember all right. Coffee and pastries is always a good combo, but on a balcony in Sicily is even better.
Emma, I knew you&#039;d have plenty to say on this subject! Can you pack me in your suitcase the next time you go to France?
Gillian, your memory reminded me of one of my own, of having hot chocolate and a gingerbread man with my little girl in a cafe in Hampstead on a cold, grey October day.
Clare, sounds like we both have our priorities in order then! Next time you&#039;re over I&#039;ll send you home with some of the rocket from our garden so you can whip this together.
Matt, how could I forget that mountaintop cup of tea? And I still tell people about that monkfish, worst presentation ever!
Pearse, thanks for stopping by and for the compliment!</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Spud, that sounds like a breakfast to remember all right. Coffee and pastries is always a good combo, but on a balcony in Sicily is even better.</p><p>Emma, I knew you’d have plenty to say on this subject! Can you pack me in your suitcase the next time you go to France?</p><p>Gillian, your memory reminded me of one of my own, of having hot chocolate and a gingerbread man with my little girl in a cafe in Hampstead on a cold, grey October day.</p><p>Clare, sounds like we both have our priorities in order then! Next time you’re over I’ll send you home with some of the rocket from our garden so you can whip this together.</p><p>Matt, how could I forget that mountaintop cup of tea? And I still tell people about that monkfish, worst presentation ever!</p><p>Pearse, thanks for stopping by and for the compliment!</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Pearse</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-322</link> <dc:creator>Pearse</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2010 18:23:20 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-322</guid> <description>This whole blog is so nice, I never remember anything about holidays apart from the food. Maybe the wine too.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This whole blog is so nice, I never remember anything about holidays apart from the food. Maybe the wine too.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Matt MacDonagh-Dumler</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-321</link> <dc:creator>Matt MacDonagh-Dumler</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2010 11:57:23 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-321</guid> <description>There was of course the best cup of tea with Dad on the mountain in the lashing rain. Or perhaps the monkfish skull dinner in Lafranche or perhaps the sausages and beans dinner in the same town where I got to bore you to death with how awesome Dungeons and Dragons was / is...</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was of course the best cup of tea with Dad on the mountain in the lashing rain. Or perhaps the monkfish skull dinner in Lafranche or perhaps the sausages and beans dinner in the same town where I got to bore you to death with how awesome Dungeons and Dragons was / is…</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Clare</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-320</link> <dc:creator>Clare</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2010 16:09:57 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-320</guid> <description>I love white beans and use them often in soups and salads so this dish is right up my alley! :) And yes, eating olives and drinking beer definitely contributes much more to your well-being than seeing the statue of David!</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love white beans and use them often in soups and salads so this dish is right up my alley! <img
src='http://dinnerdujour.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> And yes, eating olives and drinking beer definitely contributes much more to your well-being than seeing the statue of David!</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Gillian</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-318</link> <dc:creator>Gillian</dc:creator> <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2010 13:01:34 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-318</guid> <description>A memory from our first holiday in Cork with HoneyB and Himself sipping hot chocolate at O&#039;Connails. Small but precious memory for me.
Pre-HoneyB I would have to say sitting on a bridge in Paris with himself with ice cream from Berthillion. Ahhhh rosemantic :-)</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A memory from our first holiday in Cork with HoneyB and Himself sipping hot chocolate at O’Connails. Small but precious memory for me.</p><p>Pre-HoneyB I would have to say sitting on a bridge in Paris with himself with ice cream from Berthillion. Ahhhh rosemantic <img
src='http://dinnerdujour.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /></p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Emma</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-317</link> <dc:creator>Emma</dc:creator> <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2010 10:07:19 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-317</guid> <description>As you know, Kristin, all my travel memories involve food. I travel just to eat.
There was the Bresse chicken dish in Paul Bocuse’s Le Nord in Lyon, which made me lose the power of speech.
Ice cream in Lake Orta, Italy: the vanilla was rich, the pistachio was lovely, but it was the nougat that made my knees buckle every time...
I can still picture the cocktails we had in the Ritz, Paris, the night we got engaged. Mine was called Serendipity and came with a freshly-cut red rose draped elegantly over the glass. [Sigh...]
A picnic in a Champagne vineyard. Eating charcuterie and chatting away as the sun set on the very vines that made the champagne in our glasses. Heaven.
The best white peach I’ll ever have. Juice dribbling down my arm as I tried to get the most out it, while holding out a huge road map of Brittany.
Brie, cherries and crème de cerise in a pigeon tower in Loire Valley. Listening to the owls hooting in the big trees and watching it grow dark outside, all the while giggling at the notion of spending a night in a pigeon tower!</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As you know, Kristin, all my travel memories involve food. I travel just to eat.<br
/> There was the Bresse chicken dish in Paul Bocuse’s Le Nord in Lyon, which made me lose the power of speech.<br
/> Ice cream in Lake Orta, Italy: the vanilla was rich, the pistachio was lovely, but it was the nougat that made my knees buckle every time…<br
/> I can still picture the cocktails we had in the Ritz, Paris, the night we got engaged. Mine was called Serendipity and came with a freshly-cut red rose draped elegantly over the glass. [Sigh…]<br
/> A picnic in a Champagne vineyard. Eating charcuterie and chatting away as the sun set on the very vines that made the champagne in our glasses. Heaven.<br
/> The best white peach I’ll ever have. Juice dribbling down my arm as I tried to get the most out it, while holding out a huge road map of Brittany.<br
/> Brie, cherries and crème de cerise in a pigeon tower in Loire Valley. Listening to the owls hooting in the big trees and watching it grow dark outside, all the while giggling at the notion of spending a night in a pigeon tower!</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Daily Spud</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-314</link> <dc:creator>Daily Spud</dc:creator> <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2010 09:41:41 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://dinnerdujour.org/?p=4877#comment-314</guid> <description>Ahh, breakfast eaten while sitting on a balcony overlooking the town of Enna in central Sicily.
Big jug of steamy milk for our cappuccino, generous flaky pastries, warm sun, but most memorable for the fact that we weren&#039;t expecting to get breakfast there at all! Myself, my sister and one of our college friends were frazzled from travel, had (yet again) gotten up way too late for the nominal hotel breakfast hours, and while we were checking out, the staff, observing that we hadn&#039;t eaten, insisted that we have breakfast before leaving. You should have seen our eyes light up! They then let us linger for ages over fabulous coffee with the best view in town. Most memorable breakfast ever.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ahh, breakfast eaten while sitting on a balcony overlooking the town of Enna in central Sicily.</p><p>Big jug of steamy milk for our cappuccino, generous flaky pastries, warm sun, but most memorable for the fact that we weren’t expecting to get breakfast there at all! Myself, my sister and one of our college friends were frazzled from travel, had (yet again) gotten up way too late for the nominal hotel breakfast hours, and while we were checking out, the staff, observing that we hadn’t eaten, insisted that we have breakfast before leaving. You should have seen our eyes light up! They then let us linger for ages over fabulous coffee with the best view in town. Most memorable breakfast ever.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Pasta with Tuna, Tomatoes and Olives</title><link>http://dinnerdujour.org/2010/07/02/white-bean-and-tuna-salad-with-lemon-pepper-dressing/comment-page-1/#comment-313</link> <dc:creator>Pasta with Tuna, Tomatoes and Olives</dc:creator> <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2010 08:16:29 +0000</pubDate> <guid
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