Tuesday, June 23
Ive taken to a new approach, an old style methodology. I've forsaken the microwave and started a legitimate affair with my cast iron skillet. Lunchtime (sometimes even brunch time) leftovers get the once over, all together. Its culinary harikari, but it feels good and somehow sizzling the abandoned motley crue this way renders them one, makes sense of opposites. Ravioli with grated carrot sauce, smoky baked beet and potatoes chopped fine, kumara with a hint of parmesan and garlic and leftover cannellini. I fried an egg which made friends with some long forgotten BBQ sauce (where did that come from?). Winter comfort taken to the extreme.