Raw Beetroot on Risotto

It took decades to understand the beauty of a beetroot. I believe not to be the only person to have been perverted by being exposed to this root in its cooked, or preserved state, rather than knowing it as a raw ingredient, intaking it for its vibrance, rich taste, and intense hue. Today it occurred… Continue reading Raw Beetroot on Risotto

Reviving my orange risotto

Where does a music composition come from? If one answers with a simple and logical “inspiration”, where is it stored in its uninspiring state? Where does an idea come from, outside of the realm of necessities? Where is the revelation coming from that brings orange hues together? I do not know, generally. Could it be… Continue reading Reviving my orange risotto