Fennel grows wild here in Victoria. All along the sea front beside Cloverpoint, on Dallas Road. The hairy tops wave in the wind, inviting you to run your fingers through the strands, and pluck a little to chew on as you walk. It's licorice-like taste freshens the breath. But it's the bulb of the fennel... Continue Reading →
Eggplant
The first time I ate Eggplant (or Aubergine as my U.K. Friends call it) - and liked it - I was living in Budapest, Hungary. I met a young woman at an art opening who invited me to her home for a visit. When I arrived she was pan-frying thin slices of eggplant. I'd never seen... Continue Reading →
Drop Dumplings
My mother loved Dumplings. She had to have her dumplings on her beef stew, or it wasn't stew. I don't eat meat, so I don't often make dumplings. But my cornmeal variation sure is good on yesterday's Chowder recipe! Drop dumplings are kind of like biscuits, dropped by the spoonful into a simmering liquid, the... Continue Reading →
