Quick, it’s artichoke season, hurry to the market. There are bulbous deep purple Romanescos, paler green but equally plump globes, and pretty tulip shaped violette. There are baskets, piles, and crates. Truckloads parked on street corners selling ten for a song. The first time I cooked artichokes they were an unmitigated disaster. I had chanced upon them at the Victoria Market, and probably just the … Continue reading How to peel an artichoke and other stories.