Tonight I cooked with Thai eggplant for the first time. Along with their round greenness, I threw in some peanuts, massaman curry paste, basil, coconut milk, tamarind paste, and potato. The Thai eggplant taste more like a cross between yellow squash and maybe zucchini, but firmer, and their seeds feels/taste reminiscent of sesame seeds. So frickin good.
Even Punchki, the Polish Donut, loved it:
A lovely quote (one of the many windows) from Poetics of Space: "The house is a bird's very person; it is its form and its most immediate effort, I shall even say, its suffering." If I hadn't met Michael, I might've fallen for Bachelard, that is, had I lived, oh, a hundred years ago.
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