I’ve had this one cookbook with me for a quarter of a century: SUNDAYS AT MOOSEWOOD RESTAURANT, a tome of recipes from the world…
(but not Korea, but I pardon the omission because what do Ithacans know from Korean food?)
It is stained up the wazoo and I’ve had to perform tape surgery on the binding numerous times.
Yet I still cook on.
I got serious mileage out of the Italian section (quelle surprise, you say). I remember making a gorgonzola pasta dish for my mom and her friends one time when we were still living on 107th Street in Manhattan. I think a lot of the fettucine got stuck together, but everyone was too polite to say so.
I made the caponata recipe to go with the rosemary focaccia I baked to bring along to the pro-choice march on Washington back in the early ’90’s.
My bosom friend, Rosie, and I boarded a bus along with a whole bunch of women AND men to voice our support for women’s reproductive rights.
Look how far we’ve come.