We escaped the worst of yesterday's east coast storm, and woke up to just over an inch of snow. Picturesque, but hardly treacherous. My cold seems to be waning, and I now am turning my mind to thoughts of cooking. Every year I tend to select a food item to perfect ~ last year quiche, the year before frittata (I believe I single handedly kept the local egg farmer in business). I know I have toyed with the idea before, but this is: The Year of the Mushroom. I am not talking about those garden variety grocery store mushrooms. I am talking serious wild mushrooms. Now, I don't plan to start foraging (never fear) ~ there is an intriguing enough selection at the local farmers market. I'll start there. And in the mean time, I am dying to get my hands on a copy of The Wild Table!
Funny thing is, when I was a kid, I despised mushrooms. . .
Cheers!
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brussel sprouts and mushrooms: despised both as a child and now adore them!
oh that book looks perfect. i've been going through a mushroom phase myself and grow to love them more and more every day. look forward to hearing about your experiments...
My Mother-in-law tells me stories of Jackie-O eating mushrooms to stay thin. There is something so lovely about mushrooms - soups and as a side with pasta.
I would love to share a dish of mushrooms with you.
pve
In Venice, after falling backwards, as it were, into a lovely little restaurant off St Marks Square I ate chestnut and mushroom soup - one of the most delicious soups I've ever eaten. Now, of course, in Atlanta no-one has chestnuts not that the holidays are past.
There's little to beat a good mushroom and barley soup on a cold day.
Apropos snowfall, Atlanta had "heavy" snow on Sunday evening late and the city has been at a standstill since. I cannot get my car out of the garage because the side street it opens onto has not been cleared of ice and is at present glutted with stranded vehicles. Walking has been perilous because of a slight thaw two days ago that froze again that evening and glazed everything with a thick layer of ice. Astonishing, really, that one lot of snow can shut a modern city down for virtually one week!
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