On the Kitchen Counter / New York, New York
These little scallion slices were the lucky ones - they were leftovers and didn't make it into the mexican lasagna that we made yesterday. It was very good in a perfect caliente sort of way. I had picked them up in the morning from the farmer's market that sets up around the corner from us every Saturday near Morningside Park. They were big, fresh - and powerful. A little went a long way and the taste of them in my mouth stayed with me for the rest of the day. They deserved being photographed before getting tossed in the trash. Take that, you little rapscallion.