So much for my good intentions, once again, with managing to put up regular In My Kitchen posts – still, I’m here now. This monthly sharing is hosted by my friend Celia over at Fig Jam and Lime Cordial so do head over there to check out every one else’s kitchen. In my kitchen this month are cookbooks. I lugged a whole bunch of them across the world during my recent trip and came home to a pile of them in the post, too. However, I firmly believe there is no such thing as too many cookbooks (or too much chocolate).
These three were all gifts to me along the road in my travels. The Boreal Feast is by noted Whitehorse (Yukon) author and cook, Michele Genest whose work focuses on the singular culinary experiences of the north. Give this woman a moose and sit back and watch her work her magic! A treasure of Moroccan vegetarian dishes, North Africa – The Vegetarian Table was given to me by my dear friend Isabelle when we met up in New York City. Isabelle lives in California – we met about 13 years ago on an internet recipe message board and we’ve been firm friends ever since. Panini , by Jennifer Joyce,was given to me by another valued friend Mary from Vancouver. Mary was my daughter’s foster mother when my youngest embarked on a three month student exchange in Vancouver. Mary has 12 children of her own, so knows a thing or two about feeding starving hordes.
The Gaza Kitchen is another recent cookbook purchase of mine and I am looking forward to spending some time with my nose in this one. A look at the little documented Palestinian culinary tradition, Anthony Bourdain called this “an important book on an egregiously under-appreciated, under-reported area of gastronomy”.
I adore anything maple flavoured and always come home from Canada with a tin or two of maple syrup tucked in my luggage. I found these much more travel-friendly maple condiments in Marche des Saveurs, a gourmet shop in Montreal which sells Quebec food and wine products exclusively. The other night I lightly brushed some salmon fillets with maple syrup, then sprinkled them with the Maple Pepper before popping them into the oven for 12 minutes – a little bit of Canada in the Adelaide Hills.
Did you think I’d come home without any maple syrup? Of course not. I bought this direct from the producers, in a little sugar shack amid a maple forest on the île d’Orléans in Quebec – but more about that another time.
I try to pack light for these trips as I know I’m going to be bringing more than I ought back home with me. These jars of cranberry jelly and homemade cranberry chutney were generous gifts from new friends in the Yukon and there was no way I was going to leave them behind.
I can look out my windows and see cows any old time I like, but this delightful ceramic lady is right in my kitchen with me. I bought her from a ceramics workshop on Granville Island in Vancouver – a spot that is not only a food heaven, but an artists enclave as well.