Something From Summer
Sometimes I get a surprise - something springs up and overwhelms me with its tastiness when I'm expecting well, something pretty run-of-the-mill.
I purchased this simple slice of pizza (more in the French than Italian style). I just wanted a small snack to keep the hunger away in those hours between say, 11.30 and 1.00 pm. I popped this in a bag and strolled home and didn't think twice about it. Until I bit into it. Summer in a slice.
Crisp base. Firm dough. Grilled cheese, an anchovy and some soft broccoli. But the star, the overwhelming sensation was of grilled red capsicum (that's pepper to the Northerners). It wasn't overly oily, it was soft and pliant and just bursting with flavour, the way capsicum rarely is in mid-winter. I suddenly thought of picnics and barbies - long summery afternoons with a glass of champagne and a handful of apricots.
I suspect I will have to dig out Forever Summer for some inspiration. This girl needs a summer fix now.