My camera may be broken (so no photos here), but my heart is full of love...for tarragon. Where has it been all my life?? Last week at a workplace potluck/baby-shower, a colleague brought a plate of gorgeous pitas stuffed with deliciousness...I couldn't stop stuffing my face and asked him: WHAT IS THAT FLAVOUR? You guessed it, it was tarragon. I had heard of it, but realized I have never really gotten to know it. Tarragon, you shall be mine, I decided.
Tonight I made a mini-picnic for an old friend, and made up a recipe in my head: cooked yams (in chunks) sauteed with olive oil, fresh tarragon, green onion and salt. This sounded so good to me, that first I went to the Capers Deli to see if they had any, I just assumed that something like this must already exist. They didn't, so I guess I'm about to make a lot of money selling them the idea (no poachers!). Anyway, I found something almost just like my yam-tarragon fantasy online, felt affirmed, and sure enough, tarragon did not disappoint.
I will definitely be continuing to pursue adventures with tarragon, right after I smoke this cigarette.