Hamburger Heaven, or the Global Burger: A Medley of Recipes
Hot weather does funny things to people, especially to cooks. Certain instincts crop up at about the same time that …
Tag Archives: Beef
Saffron: The Gold We Eat
Once used as money instead of gold in Don Quixote’s Spain, saffron costs upwards of $1000 US per pound. Indeed, …
Still Mi Amore — Wild Abandonment Among the Tomatoes and Zucchini
A market is three women and a goose. ~~ Italian proverb ~~ I know that for many Italian women my …
Idylls of Cuisine, #60
[A photograph, and nothing more, for silent contemplation.]
De-Constructing Hawaii’s Loco Moco
For those seeking examples of culinary fusion, Hawaii provides a very deep well to peer into. Rachel Laudan discovered this …
Deep Roots: A Love Note to the Lowly Carrot
A dish of carrot hastily cooked may still have soil uncleaned off the vegetable. ~~ Chinese Proverb Except for the …
Flavor Principles Out of Africa: It’s the Beans
Fermented Foods, Especially Oilseeds, as Flavoring in the Cuisines of Africa Opo Iru ko ba obbe je. (Yoruba proverb): Plenty …
Cape Malay Cooking
A Cape Malay Cooking Safari: A little history and a scene-setting food shopping tour, then comes the food and a …
Becoming Italian
I’m hardly Italian. Nowhere near it. With a family tree first planted in America in 1632, a seedling from a village not far from Norwich, England, we’ve been in the New World so long that we have no ethnic ties or traditions at all. But for some reason, Italian food and culture and history tapped something in my soul. Through my pots and pans, I’ve adopted Italy’s cooking. And dreams of idyllic Italian style. My house walls glow terra-cotta red in the morning sun. Rows of rosemary, oregano, and mint sprawl in my garden. And I collect Italian cookbooks like a money-mad King Midas wallowing in gold coins.
