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one of my happiest memories at finisterre, the end of the camino de santiago.

back in university, my club, the garden club, used to do this icebreaker where we’d give our name and our favorite vegetable, or our first food memory, or just our favorite food. it was always interesting to hear everyone’s different answers, and I figured it was the perfect way to introduce myself here.

hi! I’m stefanie. my favorite vegetable changes with the season – in the winter, I live on lentils and roasted squash, and in the summer, I love heirloom cherry tomatoes, especially the almost-black ones that taste a little like chocolate. my favorite fruit is and always has been a really ripe plum, though I also love late summer berry-picking.

my earliest food memory is probably in hong kong, where for the first time, I encountered roasted geese and pigeons and ducks and became addicted to their smoky flavor, crispy skin, the aromatic oil that made the meat so tender and delicious. one night when I was maybe 8 years old, I woke up from a jet-lagged nap in the restaurant and proceeded to devour basically an entire goose while no one was looking. I have never been able to live that night down – every time I visit hong kong now, our family members take us to a restaurant dedicated to serving roast birds and tease me as the mortal enemy of edible fowl.

I post on here largely when friends or family ask me to test out a recipe or share a dish. I am always down for suggestions! thanks for stopping by, and feel free to share some of your own food memories or favorite foods below.

other places:
https://kitchenwhimsies.wordpress.com/
foodgawker | tastespotting

 

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