So Wrong... it's Right
Everytime I buy strawberries I have a nagging feeling, well, several actually.
One is that I will inevitably smother them with cream and sugar and demolish them in one go.
The other is that I am missing out on a bigger world. It’s a bit like always staying in the hallway and watching the letterbox, rather than opening the door and stepping outside.
So I stepped outside … and found … Insalata di Fragole e Parmigiano
Which is basically … sliced strawberries, with Parmesan cheese shavings scattered liberally over the top, sitting in a pool of balsamic vinegar, a twist of lime and a few grains of salt on top.
Five minutes well spent!
Now… where else can I go.
RJ