And a croissant bread & butter pudding
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| Ricotta gnocchi are easily the superior gnocchi. Maybe I’m biased, but I wouldn’t even bother with the potato version – the risk is far greater than the reward. Who wants to boil and peel and mash potatoes only to increase your chances of ending up with a stodgy end product? (That being said, Ottolenghi’s swede gnocchi with miso butter remain on my to-make list, but only because any recipe he touches turns to gold). Ricotta, on the other hand, are the light, delicate, easy but casual gnocchi. The throw-together-for-friends-on-a-weeknight gnocchi (when we can finally have friends over again – I’m READY). Read more gnocchi tips and find the recipe here. This month Currently cooking A dark chocolate & raspberry croissant bread and butter pudding. Day old @bakerbleu croissants soaked in custard and baked until puffy - and much easier than it looks. Find the recipe on instagram later this week. A middle-eastern style lockdown feast of homemade falafel, garlic-y beetroot dip, Alison Roman’s roast cauliflower date salad with tahini, this cypriot grain salad with cumin yogurt, fried haloumi with pistachio and honey, hummus and puffy flatbreads. A little bit extra but the one thing we have is time!! Rice paper rolls with grilled tofu and peanut satay sauce - an almost-summer weeknight dinner, the key being abundant herbs (found vietnamese mint and shiso/perilla leaves at our local grocer which helped). I soak the tofu in a rogue mix of soy/sesame oil/sriracha then fry in a pan, and use a variation of this peanut sauce. Favourite fillings are vermicelli noodles, julienned cucumber and carrot, mango and avocado.
Currently consuming Beautiful World, Where Are You? by Sally Rooney. Along the lines of Normal People and Conversations with Friends, it’s a weekend escape kind of read into Rooney’s particular brand of dysfunctional relationships and miscommunication, with a side of real time existential crisis thrown in (climate, capitalism, conservatism). Nine Perfect Strangers, the new Nicole Kidman mini-series about a cult-y wellness retreat. I agree with critics that it isn’t on the level of Big Little Lies and Kidman’s Eastern European accent is shaky at best, but in lockdown beggars can’t be choosers.
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