Phraseology #7 | Kale, Like The Bones Of Your Enemy

And then came the brilliant part. We had a bunch of monster Tuscan kale growing in the yard this past summer. You’re supposed to wait until the first frost to harvest it, and we’ve been waiting and waiting and waiting for a frost. I don’t know why you have to wait for the frost, but my wife kept telling me that. And they’re giant. I mean these things are about three-feet tall. I went out and harvested, and I chopped the kale and started sautéing it with olive oil, and I put salt on it. It was just great. A bunch of the leaves were much thinner than others and I thought I was burning them almost, but those were the best parts. It’s almost like it came out like an incredibly delicate potato chip but made out of kale. It was definitely the best part of the meal.

Crunch, you know, is one of those universal human irresistible things. In fact, if it is a universal I’d love to know why. Is it some ancestral memory? Crunching the bones of your enemy? I don’t know why crunch would be pleasurable.

Someone has made kale sound succulent, and it is a miracle. From NY Mag’s Grub Street; Food Historian William Grimes Quaffs Tea, Stands Down Kale in His Garden. Grimes keeps his diary smart and sharp! Food is one of my favourite things to read about; I dive into my housemate’s subscription of Cuisine magazine each and every month, and I’m sure you know I think Nigel Slater is a true poet. Yummy words, specific enough to have you drooling all over the glossies.