I wish I’d known about the Romesco sauce since a long time, instead I have only been inspired to try it by watching this year’s BBC MasterChef the Professionals.
I remember years ago, walking in the La Boqueria fish market in Barcelona, admiring the food display. The catch of the day calling to be transformed into exquisite dishes.
Moving to Belgium a few years ago, I had not even imagined what a delightful culinary world waits ahead. Yes, it starts with pralines, waffles and frietjes, but there is so much more.
Autumn is such a beautiful season. It glows with so many unspoken fairy tales. It invites the soul to slow down and rest. Follow the dance of the falling leaves.
The pear tree is casting a gentle shade in the garden. Half-light, half-dark. Cool enough to protect from the burning sun and warm enough to invite us for a lunch outside.
Saturday before Easter. The whole world seems to be at a standstill waiting, hoping, dreaming. It is a lovely tender-green spring day and the birds are full of songs.