Three Simple Things, Cooking with Massimo & Friends Part 1
In truth, I have never tasted Panzenella. I may be nutty for Italian things but I have been oblivious to the wonders and intense flavours of this magical dish. At a time when tomatoes are laden and sun bathing on windowsills and a loaf of Pane di Casa is half eaten it was time. It made sense but in truth I wasn't that excited about it.
Incubation and lone wolves
I press a lemon into my palm hoping to release the juice, extract it somehow. Winter that time of resolving, reflection. I find myself in a dream, frosty mornings, inept gas heater, longer mornings laying prone…