Baba Ganoush

I like saying it over and over again. It sounds like the name of a character in a Russian fairy tale. It’s not, though. It’s a roasted eggplant-garlic mash-up of Levantine origin. The first baba ganoush I ever ate was a horrible jarred concoction from the supermarket, and I do mean horrible. With a capital Read More …

Soup!

A few days ago, I bought a stalk** of celery with the intent to use it in an as yet untried recipe. Then I forgot which recipe I had intended to make, which left me with a stalk of celery hanging fire in the vegetable bin. Well, it’s Winter, according to temperature if not the Read More …