Comfort food is called for at the moment. It just is. The weather has turned properly cold, and in my little fragile state simple,easy food that tastes delicious is essential. Today’s lunch was an easy choice. There was a bag of mushrooms from our last organic veggie delivery and seeing as NO ONE in my family can eat them, they belong to me. I also had a huge bunch of freshly cut herbs from my sister’s garden yesterday. Throw some butter into the mix and you have a match made in heaven.
Mushrooms on toast
Handful of mushrooms (any kind)
Bunch of herbs (I had Mexican tarragon and thyme to use but any would do)
Decent wedge butter
Dash of cream (comfort food isn’t meant to be healthy)
Lashings of salt & pepper
Roughly chop the mushies, and rip the herb leaves from the stem. Preheat frying pan with decent slice of butter and wait until sizzling then throw mushrooms and herbs in. Fry off until browned then add a wee splash of cream. Season with salt & pepper and serve instantly on hot, toasted bread.
Comfort food to me is delicious home made food. While your brain might be telling you its hot chips and junk, you actually want things that TASTE like something. The sound and smell of butter or oil and garlic in a pan will make you feel better too. Don’t know why, it just does. Feels like you are actually doing something worthwhile, if you know what I mean?
What’s your ultimate comfort food for a fragile mind and heart?