Despite the quantity of sugar-filled recipes I have on this blog, my tastebuds are fully addicted to sour and salty flavors. I’d like to believe that this is in direct contrast to my sweet personality. No laughing allowed!
During our last trip to visit family in Greece, we were as usual, fussed over by my mom’s sister. My Thea (Aunt) Nitsa is an amazing cook, so being fussed over by her means you are in for a treat and will not be allowed to leave without being thoroughly stuffed.
It could be a bazillion degrees outside, but once the sun starts setting earlier in the evenings as autumn gets into full swing, my taste buds undergo a subtle but distinct shift to craving warm and filling comfort foods. I gladly surrender to this change.
Every so often I do a little grocery shopping in my own pantry. I’m sure many of us find ourselves in the same position: you buy an ingredient that you only need a little of and then the rest sits there for ages waiting for you to remember it’s there.
You will likely never eat a truly traditional cock-a-leekie soup. The reason is right there in the name. Sometimes it’s just best not to worry about it.
Our hot summers have the up-side of providing the ideal conditions for growing heat-loving veggies like tomatoes and eggplant. How fortuitous that they taste so good together!