It was four years ago this month that I made myself shakshuka for the first time. At that time, a future with Fronx in it was uncertain. I spent an indulgent Sunday cooking for myself. Today, I spent an indulgent morning cooking for the two of us, and he popped out for bread while I finished up. Bliss.
Fiddleheads are local food that announces the arrival of spring. Sprouts of ostrich ferns picked in the wild, they are a culinary and mathematical delight–such taste and proportions the (Golden Mean). Fiddleheads are similar to their fern-cousin asparagus, but their the texture and delicacy are closer to spinach. They are always eaten cooked and best not overcooked since they lose their colour, texture, and taste. Continue reading “Fiddleheads, the other edible fern”
Ever since I bought Peter a little thing called The Hungover Cookbook, I’ve been wanting to try a recipe in it for something called Shakshuka, which is a single pan dish of spicy tomato sauce and baked eggs.
Continue reading “Eggs for breakfast, lunch and dinner”