This salad is creamy and tangy and salty and earthy. The lentils give it a heartiness while the arugula lightens the dish and adds some much needed greenery.
When I hear the words quinoa cake, I’m skeptical. They sound so earnest. So healthful. And sort of like they would be a pain in the ass to make.
The Green City Market is finally back outside, which means my Wednesday mornings are occupied with shopping for local produce.
There’s something about this meal that is just so honest.
It isn’t flashy. Or even particularly pretty. It is eggplant, slumped and simmered. Simple.
Weeknights beg for meals like this.
The Tuscans have a way with beans.
If I came away from my year in Italy learning one thing about food, it was this.