The game season is pretty much at an end now, but I was able to get one last meal through the door before it closed.
I’ve had a lifelong love-hate relationship with salads. Maybe because I was brought up with the most boring salads imaginable.
This all started because I went to Lebanon. While I was there, and sniffing around the local food scene, I came across mention of a quite common ingredient in Middle Eastern cooking, but a novelty to me, which was pomegranate molasses.
There’s a fine food store in Norwich that I’ve walked past many a time - half noticing that it was there, but always in a hurry to get somewhere else as we so often are.