Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Totally vegan, totally by accident! Onion, spuds, squash, tomatoes, ras el hanout, cabbage, parsley and just a touch of preserved lemon.
Marigold seedling repotted. Yarrow ready to go into the garden. Asparagus peas: a new venture this year. Fresh Black Peppermint. Smells divine.
My other half bought me a gorgeous tagine for Yule, and after having taken it out for a successful maiden voyage (mutton with olives and apricots) I’ve been inspired to explore North African cooking a little more. These preserved lemons are easy and satisfying… Continue Reading “Preserved lemons”
I almost wish it were A metaphor for death; decay! Instead you’ll be surprised To hear me say That coming home to Mouldy guacamole Holy moley! Guacamole! Is actually a measure Of my happiness My pleasure Green and lumpy Like it should be Now… Continue Reading “Coming Home to Mouldy Guacamole”