Cooking for one without fuss
One pan, one bowl, and enough left over for tomorrow’s lunch.
Food
The best meal was the simplest one
Bread, cheese, fruit, and a view. Nothing else was needed.
Breakfasts I remember
Not the grand meals, but the ordinary breakfasts in ordinary places.
Soup for a rainy evening
Greens, beans, bread, and an evening that does not need anything else.
A small town and its market
The market tells you more about a town in an hour than a guidebook does in a day.
A failed cake and what it taught me
It sank in the middle, tasted fine, and I made it again the next week.
A weekend market and what I bought
Greens, bread, cheese, and a bunch of flowers I did not plan to buy.
Three noodle shops I keep returning to
One for broth, one for noodles, one for the room itself.