When Two Seasons Clash*: Butternut Squash & Sorrel Curry
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Tired looking butternut squash in the cupboard. Googled. Found my dear friend, Niamh (Eat Like A Girl)'s squash, chickpeas and spinach curry recipe.
No spinach.
Then. A moment of what passes for inspiration in our house:
Feral sorrel from our abandoned vegetable patch (don't ask) growing outside the backdoor. It worked. No need for lemon juice - the acidity of the Sorrel balanced the appalling non-seasonality of the squash.
Thanks Niamh.
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In case anyone thought otherwise, this is not a Tintern Abbey-style blog ("the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings from emotions recollected in tranquility."). It's real-time, and that Cotes-du-Rhone is 14.5%.
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*For those of you who behaved at university in the early 80s the heading of this article might be a mystery. Or at least you may not get the full benefit of the play on words (this is really a stretch but stay with me).
The conscious reggae act, Culture, enjoyed their greatest moment with "Two Sevens Clash", which dealt with the appalling 1976-77 electoral violence in Jamaica between supporters of Michael Manley and Edward Seaga. Bob Marley famously forced the protagonists to shake hands on stage at Smile Jamaica (just a few days after being wounded himself at a rally). I once went to see Culture in Glasgow. There were twelve people in the audience. It was terrific.
Consider yourself educated.
The binary trencherman! More semantic ingredients:
ReplyDeleteIn the "Two Sevens Clash" song from the album, the chorus goes: "Wat a liiv an bambaie / When the two sevens clash?" It's patois for "What is left for by and by", and is sometimes used in Jamaica to refer to leftovers. I'd venture that this was a subconscious reference on your behalf anyway.
I add it here merely as a side dish, if you will. For fusion-style seasoning, the esperanto version of "bon appétit":
Bonan apetiton!
'Feral sorrel' - you are a wordsmith. Nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks both. I obviously need to brush up on my Patois. I have been listening to that song for twenty years without understanding it.
ReplyDeleteCulture great band saw them too but nt as wild as Clint Eastwood and General Saint
ReplyDeleteGastro1 - your enthusiasm for multi-generational butchers and Jamaican toasters no bounds. They were indeed awesome.
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