The contents of my fridge may be different to yours but I am sure the 6.00pm thought or utterance is the same, ‘what’s for dinner?’. I tend to end up with lots of little bits, usually not enough to make into anything substantial, but with a bit of crafty jiggling, I can make a little feast for one that satisfies my soul, if not quite my hunger.
And so it was on Monday evening. A handful of broad beans from Saturday’s market, half a small red onion that was beautifully white inside, the remainder of a ball of radicchio – expensive stuff yes, but sturdy, keeps for ages and is guaranteed to bring a splash of colour to a platter – a few balls of buffalo mozzarella (I know, I know, expensive again, and not what most of you will find in your fridge as leftovers, but in my defence I do write about food and new products), a handful of toasted, salted pine nuts, a jar of olives and a sesame-topped sourdough hamburger bun. Mmmm. You try and make dinner from that lot. But I had no choice (hunger is such a good motivator). With a few baby spinach leaves from the garden, clumps of mint, and parsley threatening to go to seed, and a couple of gorgeous chocolate-mahogany nasturtium flowers and their baby leaves I had a platter of sorts. I sat in the sun while I podded the broad beans, blanched them quickly and that was that. The mozzarella balls needed a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil, and I drizzled it here and there for good measure. The onion needed something … smoked paprika did the trick. A few squirts of lemon, a few grinds of black pepper, a decent sprinkle of flaky sea salt and a smattering of dukkah on the mozzarella and it was ready. Pretty as a picture and I scoffed it up one tiny mouthful at a time until it was all gone.