THE BLACK FARMER KITCHEN
Stuck for ideas? Then have a look at some of these quick 30 second bite ideas, some of my favourite recipes and food heroes. If you’ve got a recipe you’d like to share, then please send it to me at [email protected] and I will be delighted to add it to my collection.
30 SECOND BITES
I am Asparagus
I am the truly British treat that awaits the middle of April and continues into June. I am fleshy green tips shooting up through the deep earth at the end of elegant straight stems. I am the ultimate luxury dipped in butter, hollandaise or a rich soft cooked egg yolk. I am a summer soup, a supper tart or the star of a starter. This is my food. This is my soul.
I am Beetroot
I am the deep red earthy taste of the soil. I am hearty roasted whole with tasty roast beef and horseradish or shredded raw for a crunchy bite and vibrant colour in a lunchtime salad. I am the ultimate blitz of goodness in a morning smoothie. I am the red veined leaves that make a dish of their own. This my food. This is my soul.
I am Cauliflower
I am the perfect companion to a Sunday roast. Tender white florets swathed in an unctuous, creamy snooze-inducing blanket of rich sauce. I am the grand-daddy of the family Brassicaceae, loved in Britain since the 17th century. I am mature, sometimes mellow, sometimes added to, sometimes simple. I am mustard, nutmeg and parsley. I am family eating, enjoying lively conversation and an open fire. This is my food. This is my soul.
I am Onion
I am the ingredient that might make you cry as you cut, but will bring a smile to your face as my aroma and flavor shine through. I am sweet, red, white, yellow, spring or shallot. I am chopped, sliced, diced, minced and never happier than when in a deep embrace from my best friend the tomato. I am my favourite bolognese, roast or pickled with a hunk of cheese. This is my food. This is my soul.
I am Potato
I am the master of versatility. I am chips, mash, roast or boiled. I am a deep brown skin encrusted in rich soil with creamy flesh hidden beneath ready to be revealed for a feast. I am scrubbed, peeled or scraped. I am the heart of a meal, or the essential side. I am duchesse, dauphinoise, and gratin. This my food. This is my soul.
I am Rosemary
I am a taste of the Mediterranean, the essential ingredient for deeply delicious sauces, snacks and dishes. I am the scent and flavor of warm sunny slopes with a view of the sea brought into the kitchen. I am the heart of a simple lunch of toasted ciabatta scattered with olive oil, sea salt and my tender fronds, or a roasted lamb stuck with a garlic and my fragrant stalks. This is my food. This is my soul.