Y is for yellow


It’s cold outside.

We are heading into the heart of winter.  Food is a consolation, the peep of sun in the middle of the day.  In the bleak greyness of slush, a splash of colour on the plate is welcome reprieve.  While pink seemed appropriate in the summer, it just seems too garish now, ostentatious in its ditzy cheeriness.

Instead, there is yellow.

Yellow is mellow.  Yellow is intelligent contentment, warming and comforting in its quiet optimism.  While pink cajoles you into jumping around in ha-ha happiness, yellow invites pleasure that is small and measured, and yet so satisfying in its containment.

So here: basmati rice tinged with saffron, and ricotta cake made with golden-yolk eggs.


Enjoy the moments of sunshine.