I never feel lonely in the kitchen. Simple, ordinary activities take on a different dimension because they remind me of people I loved and still do. When I cook soup, I think of Grandma Antonina, who could season every dish flawlessly. When I make dumplings, I remember Aunt Jadzia, for whom making 100 dumplings was a piece of cake. While I'm frying pancakes, I see Grandma Leokadia and Aunt Apolonia bustling about in the small kitchen, whose golden, crispy pancakes were second to none. Today they were in my thoughts, because we are talking about pancakes :)
A green bunch of parsley begged to be turned into something delicious. I blended the splendid leaves with nuts, olive oil and garlic into an aromatic spread that became a yummy addition to Jackfruit tartare. I served it with potatoes, carrots and mangoes. In the garden, I found a blooming nasturtium which is an edible plant and its flowers can decorate our dishes.
In summer, I keep my time in the kitchen to a minimum, because I don't want to lose those precious sun rays. I try to figure out how to quickly prepare a meal in order to spend as much time outdoors as possible, catching vitamin D. My holiday menu is full of colourful salads, which I can quickly pack into a lunch box and go out into the field.
