Winter is a dark time, short days, cold weather. So I thought I’d make a dish that revels in this, something dark and brooding… and delicious. I present to you, Snow in Winter.
Tidepools capture me like nothing else, and I am certain I am not the only one who has carried this fascination well into middle age. Tidepools capture us because they are a microcosm of life: A world in a puddle. And, as it happens, an edible world.