Oh Salmon, How I Worship Thee

It’s great to be back in Sweden! The snow is deep (and white and cold!), the daylight is not yet 7 hours a day this time of year (here in Stockholm, not up North where they don’t have any), and the supermarkets are still a culinary nirvana.  Even the tiny ones.  Why?  I don’t know, really, but my educated guess is because Swedes like to … Continue reading Oh Salmon, How I Worship Thee

The Ranks Of The Frying Pans

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all frying pans are created equal…” Wait.  Actually, they aren’t.  And the magic of heat transfer which transforms limp cold meat into a sweet-smelling, aromatic, browning steak, does not work just because you snapped your fingers at a random frying pand and told it to cook. I am, vainly and happily, quite used to hearing how amazing … Continue reading The Ranks Of The Frying Pans