When you are too tired to cook from a whole day of moving to a new office, and your stomach still too full from a versatile variety of ways to combine carbs and fats during last weekend's slava (subject of a blog post to come), craving something light yet rich in flavor, you may come up with one of these:
Radishes, spring onions, lettuce... so far so...BORING!
You decide you need to stir things up a bit so you dig into your fridge and stumble upon an almost-forgotten block of fermented tofu in the back of it.
But why not pull out all the stops and add some chopped stuffed olives, dry basil and oregano...
... drizzle some olive oil and balsamic vinegar, season and serve.
It may even help you discover hidden meanings behind Llorca's lyrics:
Green, how I want you green,
green wind, green branches...
It may even help you discover hidden meanings behind Llorca's lyrics:
Green, how I want you green,
green wind, green branches...
The two friends climbed up,
the stiff wind left
in their mouths a strange taste of
bile, of mint, and of basil,
My friend, where is she--tell me--
where is your bitter girl?
Verde que te quiero verde,
ReplyDeleteverde viento, verdes ramas.
Los dos compadres subieron.
El largo viento dejaba
en la boca un raro gusto
de hiel, de menta y de albahaca.
--¡Compadre! ¿Dónde está, dime?
¿Dónde está tu niña amarga?
¡Cuántas veces te esperó!
¡Cuántas veces te esperara,
cara fresca, negro pelo,
en esta verde baranda!