cooking
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Childhood outside the box
Somewhat obscure, cloudy, is the childhood memory of a sweet dish which was always served in accompaniment, never as a piece for focus. The inner skin of grapefruits (oranges or limes, too) would be cocked for hours with spices and sugar, until it became syrup. Another memory is of a more common, children’s joy, namely,…
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The gustatory joys of separatism
Not that I am against alchemy but repeatedly I am keen on enjoying some ingredients in particular for what they are, independent of the wonderful ideas of infusing them with others. The taste and texture of broccoli, of a potato, of an onion, of garlic… in this case accompanied by some lamb.














