The whitest salad U know
Years ago (but well after the deaths of Claiborne and Belushi), a friend gave me Peggy Knickerbocker's Olive Oil cookbook and said don't laugh (not at Peggy, at the gimmicky single-subject Chron Books format), it's actually really good, and she was right. Of course I was such a douche that I didn't believe her until she cooked for me, but the point is that I'm converted, and this salad was one of the things that did it.
Fennel-Endive Salad
from (imperfect) memory: quantities may vary
- 3 heads endive
- 1 big-ass fennel
- 1/2 small white onion
- parmigiano
- lemon/garlic/salt/olio (duh) dressing
The whole point is the whiteness, resist the temptation to buy red Endive, which also costs twice as much for some reason. Orange zest might be good.
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It's been a few years since I've been able to bring myself to follow food policy, but I must say I find it ironic that IRRI is privatizing its hybrid rice research the same week that agricultural biodiversity gets a little traction in this Times article. Cf. this Seabrook article on a different Umbrian preservationist. Looking in my archives, I find I was irritated at the time because he seemed not to understand basic genetics... Hard to remember why I was so angry.
Also! How sad/awesome/convenient is it to have google blog search tell you what you're supposed to think about things you've forgotten about?
Speaking of which, Schlosser reports today on the latest shenanigans of our own little slave economy down in Florida. In case you've forgotten what you're supposed to think about that that, I got you covered. Someone needs to go down to South Florida and get Tony Montana on these motherfuckers.
Labels: agricultural biodiversity, chicoria, finocchio, gourmet, Immokalee, recipe, slavery, Tony fucking Montana, whitebread, winter


1 Comments:
lovelovelove that article on the umbrians. thank you for that.
and, i had a really great salad last night (not white) with persimmon, fennel, pistachio and cilantro. so very delicious.
and i thought you might like this: my dad told me the other day that he used to think that i kind of hated him, but after reading my blog for a few years, he now knows that i'm just bitterly sarcastic about everything and that he can't take it personally. you've taught me well, m.
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