Ma's artichokes stuffed with rice and herbs (Αγκινάρες γεμιστές με ρύζι)
Quite frankly, I am in love with artichokes. They are so beautiful to look at that I am prone to putting them in vases and then capturing them on paper in watercolours. While I adore their thistle-like beauty, it is their complex flavour and texture that I really love. Artichoke hearts are dense and velvety, and their green flavour profile sits somewhere between a mushroomy broccoli stalk with a hint of asparagus. When they come into their season in spring - I just want to eat them every single day. A couple of years ago, when Mr K and I were in Rome on a hot spring day, we found ourselves enjoying a simply magical lunch of 'carciofi alla guida' - deep-fried whole artichokes - eaten hot, doused with big squeezes of lemon and washed down with a very, very chilled acidic local white wine. We often find ourselves reminiscing about just how good those artichokes were ( you can read more about them here ). The love of the artichoke spreads far and wide through the Mediterranean. Whe...