“If wheat springs from my dust when I am dead…
And from the grain that grows there you bake your bread.
What drunkenness will rise and overthrow,
with frenzied love, the baker and his dough,
it’s a tipsy song his ovens sing!”
– Jalal al-Din Rumi
“If wheat springs from my dust when I am dead…
And from the grain that grows there you bake your bread.
What drunkenness will rise and overthrow,
with frenzied love, the baker and his dough,
it’s a tipsy song his ovens sing!”
– Jalal al-Din Rumi
“Lots of arms, just like Kannon the goddess;
Sacrificed for me, garnished with citrus.
Revere it so!
The taste of the sea, just heavenly!
Sorry Buddha, this is one precept I can’t keep.”
– Ikkyu (Zen master, on the subject of octopus)
Stroll through the prep area of any Japanese restaurant and inevitably you’ll find a shallow pot with a wooden lid simmering away. Lift the lid and an aroma of deep savouriness will overwhelm your senses; soy sauce, shiitakes, the deep woods. Umami. The secret weapon. Read More
Halloween’s over and I’m a little surprised by how much candy is left. Despite giving away handfuls of little nightmarishly-coloured sugar thingies, we still have a great big plastic cauldron-full sitting on the kitchen table… Not good. Every time I walk into the kitchen it’s squatting there, watching me, proffering it’s sticky fructose-laden goodies. Sure they taste good, but I’m not sure I can afford all the sleepless nights that follow. Read More
I’m not sure if the photo makes it clear, but the image I carved lovingly into this pumpkin may just be eat|drink|breathe.com’s new logo!
Light the bonfires and bring on the hordes of polite, yet bloodthirsty children! Candy for everyone! Happy Samhain!