Saint Lucia: Green fig and saltfish ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ

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It has, somehow, been a year since I posted to this site.

As I wrote in the Russia entry, it is challenging to simultaneously have a baby and a blog. The baby is now a toddler, and blogging is mildly easier, but it absolutely remains a challenge.

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Romania: Sarmale with mamaliga ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ด

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There’s something about the brassica family that generally doesn’t agree with me.

Fry up the onions and fennel, then add rice.

Fry up the onions and fennel, then add rice.

Maybe it’s the sulfury notes of broccoli or Brussels sprouts. Or perhaps it’s the bitter flavor of underprepared kale that burns me. Maybe it’s just the general consistency of the brassicas that sends me running and screaming.

Whatever you call it, don’t call me late to eat brassicas โ€“ because there is no late on “never.”
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