Celebrating My Le Creuset “Memory” for almost 50 Years

August 2, 2010 in Kitchen Talk by anne-vanarsdall

My bright orange Le Creuset casserole was brand new when I bought it in Durham, NC in 1968, primarily for recipes in Mastering the Art of French Cooking, vol. 1, that called for such a versatile, heavy pot. The book was a Christmas gift in 1967 and the pot was a well-considered expense the spring after that; it was pretty expensive for us then.  But I had to have it. My friends and I, all young stay-at-home mothers of small children whose husbands were Duke University, had a cooking club and we faithfully watched Julia Child on TV every week and tried to emulate the way she cooked. We’d pool our efforts and have gourmet dinners once a month. The pot has been part of my life ever since and is essential to certain recipes of my own (a version of Hungarian goulasch for one) as well as Julia’s (coq au vin in particular). Now, in 2010, it’s being used regularly here in New Mexico—great for green chile stew—and to cook for grandchildren when they come to visit. The pot is still bright orange—with a few added touches on the outside from years of cooking—and remains the only cooking pot I would keep if I had to banish all but one. It was such a boon to my kitchen over the years that I gave both my sons the same size Creuset casserole as a wedding gift, and the cooking tradition continues in their households.

Anne Van Arsdall

Albuquerque, New Mexico