Having grown up without smartphones, I may never lose my fascination for tracking delivery vans as they make their way to my home. I found it difficult to hide my excitement today as I watched the tiny little car on my phone-screen turn into my street. The Funky Food driver may or may not have been surprised to find me standing on our front porch, arms outstretched, anticipating his arrival. But perhaps everybody is this excited when their first order arrives!
My kitchen looks as if a bomb has been dropped on it, but the resulting gratin was absolutely worth it. The silverbeet was trimmed, washed, separated, chopped and boiled. It was then pan-fried with garlic and so much oil and butter that I am already mentally calculating how much extra weight I will need to strap to my body when I head out for my run tomorrow. A simple white sauce was added the mix which was then baked in individual portions, sprinkled generously with breadcrumbs and a dash of olive oil. Every bite was creamy, crunchy and absolutely humming with garlic - yes, more Funky Food fabulousness!
The diners at my table tonight had the choice of pairing their mini gratin with either a barbequed chicken thigh or spicy beef sausage. Not one person left the table unhappy.