Winter isn’t over yet, so I’m still making stews. I used to cook this one with octopus, but I just can’t eat octopi anymore because they are smart enough to be cousins. In Switzerland it’s impossible to find Mexican chorizo so I make my own. As with everything I...
My paternal grandmother used to render chicken fat and I remember the luscious taste of it on bread. I liked it much better than butter or the awful margarine that my mother substituted for butter briefly, in the 1960s. (The entire family revolted against this short lived health craze, which turned...