This is not a post about politics. It’s not an article about place, belonging, identity, self-esteem, or basic humanity. It’s about food. This meal is 75% from around here. The potatoes and dill came from the farm I waited all winter and most of spring to see open. The garlic scapes, from the first farm…
Month: June 2013
Fresh Fava Beans
In my mind, beans and peas exist in two categories. You’ve got your eat-em-fresh-ers: snow peas, snap peas, shelling peas, and all the wonderful varieties of summer beans, from green string to cool purple varieties. Then you’ve got your soakers: the dry legumes you pick up from the bulk section of the foodstore: kidney beans,…
Never too old…
You’re never too old for a new perspective. Take me and radishes. I’ve always been emotionally neutral about radishes. I think you can guess why. As a child, they felt like a trick. Bright pink, juicy and crisp, quickly giving way to an irritating pungeny and quickfading, heat. And despite looking like delicious, misshapen fairy…