When it comes to Spanish cuisine, what usually comes to mind is paella, tapas and, especially during the summer, gazpacho. But have you met Salmorejo?
I know, it’s a terrible pun. Worst of all, I’m probably not the first to use it.
However, I suppose you could also try calling it peatchup, especially if you’re trying to feed peas to your kids. Kids will try foods with funny names, right?
Not that it should keep you from having dessert any other day of the week.
One picture that recently caught my eye was one posted by Canadian chef and recording artist Roger Mooking, whom I first heard of from watching Chopped Canada.
It happens to the best of us. You’re roaming the aisles of the supermarket, wondering what you’ll make for dinner/Sunday lunch and you’re stumped. You want to do something different, for once, but inspiration is short-handed.
Once upon a time, there was princess named Snow-White. One day, an old lady gave her an apple. Snow-White bit into it and passed out. Moral of the story: never accept apples from old ladies, unless it’s your granny.
At the ripe age of 30+ years old, I realised I had never had rice pudding in my life. Which is quite strange considering some of my grandparents were quite fond of it, and my sister had had an acute rice pudding phase for a while (she even made it with basmati rice, but I think that’s because she’d just grabbed the first box of rice she’d found in the cupboard).