Bunny sitting!!! #bella #bunnycuddle
at Atlanta BeltLine Corridor over Ponce de Leon
Automobile….take me away.
Snippets from the old world. AKA Riverside.
Strange children of the night. Up to no good. #winter #O4W (at Freedom Lofts)
Jeremy tryna’ pull the Natasha glasses off. #fierce
Moroccan Carrot and Chickpea Salad Recipe
Diane Morgan got my attention with the words dried plums cut into chickpea-sized chunks. At the time, I was browsing her new book, Roots. She was referencing a carrot and chickpea salad, and I was seated in my kitchen, two feet from a cluster of ruby-hued dried pluots. They’d found their calling. It’s a brilliant recipe, the sort you’ll get a bunch of mileage out of, and most of the ingredients are available year-round. On the plate it’s fresh, colorful, heady with toasted cumin, and you can prep most of it a day prior, if needed. My one regret here is not trying this recipe before the holidays. Served family-style as part of a larger spread, it’d be perfect. As it turns out, it’s also a great lunch for a trip. I made it as part of our dinner the other night, and then tossed the left-overs into a jar for a quick flight up to Portland. Appropriate also because I was hoping to see Diane there (I did!).
The complete title of this recipe (as written here) should actually be Moroccan Carrot and Chickpea Salad with Dried Pluots and Toasted Cumin Dressing - a mouthful, indeed. I’ve added a little flare to Diane’s recipe by way of almonds and rose petals, mainly because they were within arms-length when I was making this, and a natural extension of the Moroccan palette at play here. As you can imagine, this is the sort of base recipe that you can add to depending on what you have on hand. I would have completely herbed it out with more mint, dill, basil, etc., if I’d had them around.
For those of you with the book already, give the mashed rutabaga a go (I don’t have the book in front of me right now, but they’re flecked with lots of dill). I had them at Diane’s under poached eggs, doused with a mother load of hot sauce. I’m telling you, it was an ideal winter breakfast.