I always try and remember to garnish each meal. It elevates an otherwise dull and uninspired dish into something with eye appeal.
When I cook for guests, I always try and garnish the dish with an ingredient that is in it. For instance, when making fresh made humus, I save out three chickpeas. That way, I have chickpeas to garnish along with a few sesame seeds.
Dinner last night was a delightful quinoa salad topped with black beans, corn, tomatoes, avocados and the garnish, a crispy triangle tortilla chip.
The word garnish evokes all sorts of delightful images. I recently topped my Oh la la Lemon Tarts with raspberries and a sliver of lemon peel. The intense red against the soft yellow was the perfect garnish.
Well, every birthday girl deserves a big, fat, strong-smelling, lush Sardine. I plopped it right in the middle of her dish. I let her see and smell it before I placed it gently before her. She has impeccable manners, so she waited while I told her it was made with love and for her to ENJOY.
Happy Birthday, Libby. You make our world so much nicer. You make me a better person. Having you in our family keeps me balanced and sane. We are lucky to have you in our family.
Dinner tonight? Someone gets a perfectly grilled steak. The garnish? A perfectly cooked piece of bacon of course.