Showing posts with label Fresh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fresh. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Caprese salad by guest blogger Bo

 
 
i've been fortunate to live with a roomy that appreciates all things fresh and good to eat! i've not only been able to taste test almost everything that leaves her kitchen but been the keen observer of her methods for cooking and baking in the kitchen! i've seen her raise her little balcony garden, starting with just a humble garden of herbs last year to a garden that this year included tomatoes! she picked a ripe tomato for me last week, which later became my dinner the following day- a classic salad-  sliced tomato, mozzerella, fresh basil that was drizzled with olive oil, balsamic vinaigarette and fresh ground pepper.

please note that 1) i often eat popcorn + wine for dinner 2) i don't cook 3) i tend to husband duties in the household such as cleaning up after dinner, loading the dishwasher and network administration of our internet, which is why i thought this was significant enough to post.

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Thursday, July 16, 2009

Red quinoa salad


I was just getting ready to post on the dinner I made last night when I saw this post on Apartment Therapy's The Kitchn on a quinoa tabbouleh, which is similar to what I'd made.

I bought the organic red quinoa at St. Lawrence Market and added chopped tomato from the CSA box, boiled potato also from the CSA box, basil from my balcony, and my favourite canned tuna (packed in olive oil). Salt, pepper, extra virgin olive oil and dinner is served. And your house smells nutty and toasty too.

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Monday, August 4, 2008

Homemade, homegrown lunch


Nothing fancy, but still tasty and memorable. Tomatoes from the garden on frise, basil from the terrace, homemade sopressata, and remember that bufala caciocavallo? Oh so good. I miss homemade Italian lunch. And to think I used to hate tomatoes!

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Fichi in an abandoned village


About an hour away from Siderno is an abandoned medieval village called Pentadatillo (translation: five fingers) because the little peaks of the mountain on which this village once existed look like fingers. During the 1950s, the side of the mountain started to erode and the homes began to crumble, so everyone left and eventually established a new village just a couple of kms away near the base of the mountain. We were curious to see the remains of the village, plus we'd heard a rumour that a hermit still lived there so we took a road trip. While walking among the ruins, C all of a sudden jumps a fence and comes back with… fresh fichi (figs)! You knew there had to be food mixed into this story somewhere, right? Conclusion: the village is now undergoing restoration and the prices for the current broken-down shacks are going up (50 000 euro!), the hermit made his living as a musician but passed away a couple of years ago, and the figs are sweet and abundant in Pentadatillo.

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Sunday, June 15, 2008

eggs


Farm fresh eggs from the North Market. I couldn't crack them open before taking a picture. I just wish I could meet the Chicken to say thanks. BRAAAWWK!

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