a jar of jam, a basket of beans and a fine niçoise

Every time I go home to Melbourne my mother has an array of boxes waiting for me in some corner of the house.  Shoe cartons filled with Sade and George Michael cd’s, larger boxes bearing my carefully tissue swaddled collection of Guy Boyd ramekins, folders full of paperwork, typed school projects and faded birthday cards.  This january I heaved piles of invoices and receipts into the recycling bin … Continue reading a jar of jam, a basket of beans and a fine niçoise

counting beans

Leonardo reminds me every once in a while that, without beans, there would have been  no Renaissance.  Varieties of pulses had been grown in Europe since ancient times but new varieties of beans, along with the potatoes and tomatoes that had arrived from the Americas, provided a welcome boost to the middle ages diet; the protein injection artists and artisans needed for the cultural rebirth.  Beans: … Continue reading counting beans