Ok, you must share the onion soup recipe.framing fowl said:today I've spent the good part of the afternoon blog hopping on various traditional foods, slow foods, fresh foods, and primal eating themes. Whew, my head is spinning.
So here are the recipes that I want to be making in the next while:
onion soup with apple cider and thyme (this one may wait until fall)
primal pizza dough (made with shredded eggplant)
fermented ketchup
spelt crackers
fermented grape leaves (stuffed with zucchini dolmas)
zucchini pie
sauerruben (sauerkraut made with turnips of which I have a bunch about ready to harvest!)
I am continually amazed with food lately. I mean, in the past it was always just something to chew and swallow to avert hunger. It wasn't exciting, it was more of a chore made palatable with sugar. Major carb and sugar addict...
This too has been a journey. Not an overnight emergency response to health problems out of control, not some crazy need to lose 50 pounds in a month crash diet. Just a natural transformation of eating the food we grow and liking it, getting curious, wanting to know more, experimenting, and finally just generally caring about what our food tastes like and does to our bodies.
Like today, I've just been craving something here at work. I've tried chewing about ten pieces of gum to avert the snacking impulse. Then I caved and was going to eat a piece of licorice. I took one bite and literally spit it out. It tasted like flavored wax. So then there were some cheap chocolate chips in the baking cupboard (non-profits always have the cheap version of everything). I thought if I had a small handful of chocolate it would ease the munchies. I don't know how long they had been in there but were so stale and so disgusting that I couldn't eat those either. Still having the munchies, I did the worst thing and popped a bag of microwave popcorn. Two bites and the roof of my mouth was coated in something...
Finally I caved and went across the street to the mediterrean grill and got some stuffed grape leaves and fried meat pocket thing. My mouth and body were finally happy. I'm for sure no purist but the longer I consistently make an effort to make real food, the worse the fake stuff seems.