Napa cabbage is very beautiful, all those long, pale leaves with ruffled edges.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I like to get where the cabbage is cooking and catch the scents.
Cabbage: a familiar kitchen-garden vegetable about as large and wise as a man's head.
How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
People remember the different variations of stuffed cabbage based on their mothers and grandmothers. It's not just about food. Eating something as traditional as this is a cultural experience, one that is spiritual and nostalgic. It manages to transcend time; it's food for the soul.
My mum used to tell me to never boil my cabbages twice, and I think it's artistically valid. While I do find myself on similar themes in my books, I try not to repeat myself, and that's something which is all too easy to do in series books.
The whole of society is like a cabbage-stalk covered with caterpillars, and none is satisfied till it has crawled to the top.
A beautiful plant is like having a friend around the house.
I'd say I'm a good cook. I have a lot of German recipes that I can make - schnitzel, meatballs and things with cabbage. I love cabbage.
I love sunflowers. They're one of my favorite flowers.
My maternal grandmother made fantastic ox tongue with velvety roasted potatoes. She cooked sweet red cabbage and lovely cauliflower with butter and bread crumbs.