Angus bacon, chickpeas, Japanese ceramic
Angus surrounded by chicks
Tag: chickpeas
Simple, good, joyful
Wild boar bacon, chickpeas
Lamb shank with chickpeas
A complex simplicity in reference to childhood memories on taste
A spiritual and intellectual approach to eating has been a focus as of late. This approach is by no means a new phase but rather a zooming-in by way of reduction being dramatically intensified — more singularity per dish, as opposed to a variety of up to five items on a plate, and items being… Continue reading A complex simplicity in reference to childhood memories on taste
Separatist Meal (Chickpeas)
Focus has been comfortably a thing of mine — not as a concept one reasons into place, rather a mindset that apparently naturally finds itself in a center.This “separatism” can be seen as an aesthetic but also spiritual exercise aimed at displaying focus, and auto-feeding from it.These chickpeas were soaked overnight, and slow-cooked with a… Continue reading Separatist Meal (Chickpeas)
Avocado with chickpeas, red bell pepper, and olive oil
Chickpeas
Wined chickpeas, carrots, bell pepper, basil leaves, and portobello with pecorino
on Japanese ceramic
As if waiting were not a concept
A common working life day
Peppers filled with risotto and chickpeas
To challenge the palate is to challenge the mind
chickpeas in saffron, spiced pear, lamb in Chardonnay
Saffron Chickpeas with Tomato
Chickpeas
Avocado, Chickpeas, Kumato
Winter is Coming!
Lamb and Chickpeas
A hummus version, avocado with lettuce and pumpkin seed oil, and olive oil withchickpeas water
On Japanese ceramics
Hummus — himmas kassa, part #2
There is a special physical and spiritual state which arises when an experience occurs through the palate, while the mind finds a romantic bind to the past. Call it joy. Looking to experiment, and build on that state, today I continue to the next step in the process of making a hummus, based on an… Continue reading Hummus — himmas kassa, part #2
A True Hummus Story
A tiny, feather light, light blue, whitePaper, cotton, or plasticI did not knowI did know, it did not belong.With one hand I lifted some chickpeas, thinkingI’ll blow it gentlyOne thought led to another:Ludwig van Beethoven counting sixty coffee seedsas his measure for a cup of coffeeand as chickpeas and others replaced itwhen King and Church… Continue reading A True Hummus Story
Sila Blume 