I was thinking about the totally weird and beautiful skyline of New Mexico's Tent Rocks while I walked down the suddenly deserted Park Avenue canyon last week. The wind chill was below zero. I was the only human. A landscape I take for granted became a new world. I wonder if the Cochiti Indians notice these Tent Rocks.
It's a weird thing, fish skin. It can be as a good as a really good potato chip. Thin, light, crisp, dry, slightly salty. Or it can be slippery, oily, chewy and even a little fatty. Something that could strike you as ... gross. Here's how you make the really good version.
Jamming to finish the last unfinished business before vacation. Delighted to make a great meal in six minutes. A fish entree that's thoroughly satisfying, hugely flavorful and completely healthful. Light but hearty, high-protein, zero glycemic load.
Next week: vacation. This week: lots of work to do - and great appreciation for batches of leftover deliciousness that require no real cooking. Like salsa verde-topped "tostadas" made from leftover polenta. Tart, sweet, spicy, warm, soft and crispy in each bite.
It's that time of year when everything conspires to make you think about time. But I have to admit, I'm thinking less about time and more about sand. Where my toes would like to be. Press Play, put your feet up and let your toes watch.
Molten Chocolate Cake. The last course of the last meal of the year. Out with a bang. A warm, soft semi-sweet one with a super-low glycemic load. Spectacular in your mouth, with or without Champagne.
Slower resolutions. Think about years. Think about a year ago. If you started then, you'd be there now. Wherever your there is. So take this next year to do something you'd really like to do. No rush.
In South Carolina, USA, they eat a lot of Hoppin' John next week. Rice and black-eyed peas. For some, it's the hangover cure. For others, it brings good luck for the New Year. In this version, South Carolina meets Italian cuisine. I feel lucky already.