I got excited about buying produce for the first time in ages last night at my local shop. There were vibrant colours and interesting options. Not everything was a root vegetable or a miserable apple.
It was also the first time I went to the shops after work and got home while it was still light. That's the setting sun illuminating those lemons.
And it was definitely the first time since I started writing this blog and posting accompanying images where I haven't had to boost the saturation and lightness and contrast of the photos to make them look less beige. Less like stodgy winter food.
I made this first:
It's a warm potato salad with roasted green onions on top. The onions were washed and trimmed, tossed with olive oil and then roasted at 200 degrees for 20/25 minutes. I then tossed boiled potatoes, shaved fennel, a little bit of tarragon and a few boiled eggs together a vinaigrette and topped the whole mess with the onions once they were done. I scooped out a big bowl for my dinner and added a dollop of creme fraiche.
I made this while everything was boiling for the salad:
Well, the compote part anyway. I took my stalks of rhubarb, a little bit of water, a bunch of raspberries, some raisins and some chopped candied ginger and stewed them all up. It was good, but tart. Too tart for breakfast. I'm weak in the mornings. So I added some sugar. Ten minutes prep and cooking time. Now it's perfect and it made for a pretty phenomenal bowl of cereal this morning.
And I have some definite plans for all those Meyer lemons and purple sprouting broccoli up there, too. Those guys are really going to get it tonight.
That's it. I'm over the long, slow cooking of winter. I'm going to ignore the fact that I biked to work in snow flurries this morning. I want the instant gratification of spring and summer. now. now. now.
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