Breathing Curiosity
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
Delivering such a phrase equates to judgement towards oneself in the first place. One may indeed wonder about a fine risotto —- finer by containing fine threads of saffron —- topped with a polish sausage, of all things. But taste trumps culture.
starting a cultural collage for a dish
Vialone nano rice, wild rice, onions — risotto start
towards risotto
Brussels sprouts Risotto, and Portobello mushroom
Saffron-Orange Juice-Carrots 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
Peppers filled with risotto and chickpeas
(on Mexican ceramic)
On becoming risotto
Sila Blume 