Contrary to the recent (uncharacteristic) drop in Sydney temperatures, spring has sprung at our local market. I was absolutely delighted to be greeted on Saturday morning, at the market, by a trolley full to the brim of bright, green, glossy bouquets of artichokes.
This being a shared birthday week for Mr K and myself, what better way was there to kick off the celebrations than with a long sunny lunch in the garden. My head buried in some gorgeous French recipe books, collected on our last trip to Provence and a new book – an (early) birthday pressie, today’s lunch was definitely going to have a French inspired flavor.
We decided on the star of the show being a big garlicky, tangy tomato flavored slow cooked dish of the first delights of spring, Provencale artichokes. Perfectly accompanied by the swarthy sounds of Edith Piaf, a lovely light bottle of French red and a fresh loaf of chewy, airy sourdough.