I arrived home one day to find my daughter frying onions. “What’s for dinner?,” I asked. “I don’t know,” she replied. “This is as far as I’ve gotten.”
And that reminded me of something my dad used to say. “First I fry the garlic and onions. Then I decide what to make for dinner.”
I got this recipe from a woman that I used to work with. The color is divine; and the flavor is a celebration of autumn, both sweet and earthy at the same time. Continue reading