I’m off. Not quite fishing, but off to write my next book (yes!) so I figured I’d leave you with a bit of a teaser for Simplicious in my absence…
As you might have picked up from my blog, I’m fired up about waste. Mindless consumption. All of it, but also very specifically food waste.
I’ve always eaten the whole apple, core and all. My tiny apartment kitchen is littered with recycled jars filled with the drippings from last night’s chops (which I use to sweat my veggies, thus adding the right fats for absorbing the essential vitamins), the water from steaming my silverbeet (perfect for padding out soup) and the olive oil from the marinated feta my friend was going to chuck when I was at her place for lunch (ready-made salad dressing, people!).
My fridge is a rainbow of fermented vegetables made from the ‘ugly’ veggies my local markets can’t sell on. My freezer boasts a plastic bucket containing three fish carcasses that I retrieved from guests’ plates at a friend’s dinner party. They’ll be turned into fish stock, a litre of which I’ll send back to said friend as a