One of my favourite cookbooks is by Simon Hopkinson, called the “Roast Chicken And Other Stories”. The book goes by chapters of different food items – asparagus, cream, eggs, spinach, and, of course, chicken. Each chapter contains a short story of his first memory of the ingredient and he gives out simple recipes that make… Continue reading Roast chicken and other stories
The white asparagus season is starting in Belgium. Hence: Also, I visited a small shop outside of Antwerp and they were selling a duck. Hence: I love duck in small quantities. First of all, it is so difficult to cook as whole – if you want the breast pink, the legs are raw. If you want confit legs,… Continue reading Miscellaneous
As I have two weeks of vacation, I have a bit more time to myself. I wanted to go hiking this Saturday. As it is spring and there are lots of edible things appearing in the wild, I decided for a spot which has swampy areas, where the chance of finding wild garlic would be high.… Continue reading A ramble for ramson
Today I want to dedicate a chapter on speaking about offal. A lot of people have issues when it comes to organ meats. For some people, eating offal relates to socioeconomic stigma. I try not to befriend with this type of people. Others say that it is simply for the reason that people didn’t grow up eating… Continue reading Awful offal?
Saturday to me is that type of a day which I truly try to dedicate to doing things that I love doing. So no school (although I must admit this is fairly difficult), no cleaning, no appointments and obligations. I need it in order to stay sane. Or saneish. As I had reached the first… Continue reading Catch of the day
Spring is here. That means wild garlic is here. Ail sauvage. Черемша. Wilde look. Karulauk. Bärlauch. My favourite season has begun. Visiting my usual foraging place made me very happy: they were already sprouting. There was little amount of bigger leaves the first time I went there, in the beginning of March. I did forage some of the… Continue reading Go wild
Finally, the three darkest months are finished. Also, three of the busiest months at university have come to an end – December was full of deadlines, January was full of exams, February was the month of realization that another semester had begun without me being able to even catch a break. I wish I had… Continue reading I wish I had eight arms