there are many advantages of working from home. lunch, on a porcelain plate with a real knife and fork is one of them. i think i speak for all hard-working full-timers, at home or elsewhere, when i say lunch is my favorite time of day. that's when i set aside the work at hand, no matter how delicious, disregard grams and cups and do things my way. a handful of this. a sprinkle of that. lunch is usually made on the fly from whatever i've found in the fridge, at the market or in our garden. today, it's a tiny head of red leaf from the green market. scarlet and watermelon radishes. the season's first galas, crisp and sweet. carrots, raw and fresh-pulled from the ground. a dollop of red lentil hummus, yogurt, olive oil. sea salt. fresh cracked pepper. the anise seeds i found growing in my neighbor's yard, neglected and generous.
lunch is art. self expression. an answer to craving. pure joy.
i wish I could give you a recipe for all these dozens of weekday lunches. better yet, i wish i could sit you down at my counter and make one for you. maybe. one day. kind of dreaming of putting up a 'open for lunch' sign outside.
