I love figs. I could bang on about them for weeks: it’s not just the flavour that sings of summer and blends so perfectly with rocket and blue cheese, it’s everything about them. The trees are great, all twisty smooth branches and flat, shady leaves, and the fruit is beautiful: soft green skin yielding a […]
Tagged abundance, adventures in cookingThis has been a challenging one to blog about: my photography skills, as pathetic as they are, really didn’t have a hope here. Quinces are wonderful, and I had no idea because they are not an attractive fruit. They look a little bit like pears, if pears were huge, hard, nobbly-bottomed, and hairy. And also […]
Tagged abundance, adventures in cookingThe excess of cucumbers in the world this year has me hornswoggled. And happy. Happily hornswoggled. I think of cucumbers as strictly a high summer vegetable, abundantly available during the hot season’s zenith, but for a short time only. Turns out not. I can’t spend five minutes in my Mumini’s company without her offering me […]
Tagged abundance, adventures in cookingLate summer abundance continues to rock my world. While the tomatoes and onions were soaking in salt for the green tomato relish, M and I beetled off to the markets for the weekly vegetable gathering. Beetroot is in season at the moment, boy fucking howdypants is it in season. It’s cheap as anything and nearly […]
Tagged abundance, adventures in cookingIt’s cold. This is not an unexpected development, as it’s now the end of April and we are therefore two-thirds through autumn, but it’s worth mentioning for context. It’s cold and the days are shorter; tomato time is over. The fat fists on the plants, which are still optimistically flowering, are not ripening, but swelling […]
Tagged abundance, adventures in cookingI’ve just finished two awesome books and I have to tell you about them! Now! The Secret History by Donna Tartt Holy cow this one is good. I understand it’s Tartt’s first novel and it’s incredible. Six elite Classics students (passionately committed to Ancient Greek) at a Vermont university are involved in an accidental death […]
Tagged reading timeThat’s right, folks, it’s time to talk breakfast again. And we all know what “talk” means around here, don’t we? It means SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO MY OPINION. As long as we’re clear. I’m not about to tell you it’s the most important meal of the day: that would be clichéed and glib. But […]
Tagged adventures in cooking, baking, breakfastI briefly considered modelling this post on Homerian epics, having just finished “The Secret History”, a novel about an elite group of students of classical Greek, but it’s Sunday afternoon and I’m not sure I’m up to the task. (Plus that novel was more serious and beautiful than this blog post could ever hope to […]
Tagged adventures in cookingToday I spent an hour up to my wrists in dirt and dandelions. I love dandelions. I hate digging the freaking things out of the vegetable garden. We planted the veggie garden yonks ago, and the seeds have sprouted, which means the weeds are becoming problematic. I didn’t mind them so much before — they’re […]
Tagged banging on, sproutyAs I wended my windy wallowing way around the (w)internet, nibbling blogs and sampling, uh, other blogs, I came across Mostly Eating. It’s an incredibly pretty food blog and I’m a sucker for a pretty blog, but then I spotted a post about breakfasts. Well, by now you should know how I feel about breakfasts […]
Tagged adventures in cooking, breakfast, food