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| Yotam Ottolenghi (right) with his partner Karl and their son Max. |
I finally took the time to look through Plenty More, my second cookbook by Yotam
Ottolenghi. I marked all the recipes that had immediate appeal: Pea and Mint
Croquettes; Crushed Carrots with Harissa and Pistachios; Spice-Stuffed Potato
Cakes; Eggplant Kadaifi Nests; Root Vegetable Pies; Black Currant Friands and
Apricot, Walnut and Lavender Cake.
But when I saw one photo, I died. And when
I read the name of the dish — Meringue Roulade with Rose Petals and Fresh
Raspberries — it makes me cry. I love that. I love being sensitive and feeling
that this recipe — in its taste, look and name — contains all that is beautiful
in the world: taste, look and even in the choice of the words. Just say the
words out loud and melt.
And then, as happened when I discovered my
life-long hero, Oliver Sacks, was gay, I had another emotional high when I
read, this morning, triggered by a sentence in this book, that Mr. Ottolenghi
is gay and, therefore, another star in my gay pantheon.
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