When my uncle lived in Tennessee for awhile he developed somewhat of an obsession for Elvis. Now not the kind that Elvis was used to(no panties were flying here :) ) But an obsession with finding all things tacky that were Elvis related...which lucky for him, was not hard to do. It became sort of a quest for me too. My aunt of course hated this with a passion and discouraged it greatly...I still do it...giving him Elvis wine for his wine cellar just this last year :P. My best find however, came on the Mexican border, when I found a velvet painting of Elvis(his later, fatter years) dressed as a bullfighter and crying. I knew that would push my aunt over the edge and so I passed since I thought I would be nice to still get to talk to her at family functions. I was trying to figure out what to do with my leftover brioche. On one of Dorie's side notes she talked about Bostock, a treat that the French came up with to use up their stale brioche. Traditionally it calls for almond cream and … [Read more...]