You’ve heard me mention TAMS in recent blog posts. It’s mostly because she’s a dear person in my life, even more so than Betty Crocker, and we share a love of food, eating, food, and eating. TAMS is my BCF (Best Cousin Forever), the one that, as children, I used to pick and pretend to stir-fry leaves with in her backyard. And also the cousin whom I would make egg rolls with out of squares of toilet paper. Rest assured, we didn’t eat either of our creations because that would’ve been weird.
Anyway, after having many years of friendship between us, I thought TAMS knew me well. Yet she somehow got it into her head that my interest in food includes cooking. Why else would she explain to me how to make Chicken Tikka? I set her straight when I said, “There’s an Indian restaurant down the street from me that makes a great version.”

Which we didn’t actually go to together. Nope, we instead hit up the one located close to the farmers’ market where we each bought Jerusalem Artichokes/Sunchokes for the first time, for roasting. (I cannot ‘cook’ well, but I am fairly proficient at tossing various vegetables in olive oil and salt, with maybe some fresh herbs, and putting the easy mess into an oven.)
The above tandoori appetizer plate contained Samosa, Chicken Pakora, Chicken Tikka, and Beef Kabob, served with cilantro and tamarind chutneys.
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