Artichokes and Olives
Sometimes I just overdo things (food, passions, obsessions, love) and then I get a bad taste in my mouth. I feel like I've been eating a variation of a noodle and a broth and an Indian pickle for the past decade. In reality, it has really been close to a few weeks. But when I lose my empathy for something it often takes a while before I'll let it creep back in. So, now I'm onto grilled meats and fresh salads.
Last night I was treated, last minute, to barbeque ribs and chicken thighs. I'm a meat eater these days which means suddenly I'm invited out a lot more than I can dare recall. With the leftover ribs I was packed home with (along with a new sewing machine and a wrought iron sewing table!) that I reheated tonight I decided to make a fresh salad. Cucumbers, canned artichokes, black olives, coarse sea salt, fruity olive oil, chopped herbs, and diced green onion evolved into a perfect raw side dish.
Many of these dishes look wondeful (some, even in focus); my question is this - don't you want to say "hey, look at this!" to another person?
Posted by: Mats | January 18, 2005 at 07:07 PM