Green Kitchen Travels Healthy Vegetarian Food Inspired by Our Adventures

261 Pages·2014·21.65 MB·English

by  David Frenkiel

Praise for The Green Kitchen (UK edition)
and Vegetarian Every Day (US edition)
by David Frenkiel & Luise Vindahl
‘This is a classy production but the recipes are good too, showing not only their
Nordic roots but also a healthy Mediterranean topspin.’
Telegraph
‘I’ve always loved David and Luise’s blog, Green Kitchen Stories, and their
cookbook offers more inspiring Scandinavian imagery, tips and recipes. Great
ideas for feeding healthy kids too!’
Vogue (online) ‘If ever a recipe book was to convince dedicated carnivores of
the appeals of meat-free eating, this would be it.’
Great British Food
‘Whether you’re a longtime vegetarian, a newbie, or a veg-curious omnivore,
this book is sure to introduce you to new and fresh ways of cooking.’
thekitchn.com
‘A new cookbook Vegetarian Everday by David Frenkiel and Luise Vindahl,
will have everyone in your family clamouring to eat their veggies.’
Republican Herald

To Elsa.
During these first 4 years of your life, you have followed us to 15 different
countries and 5 continents. In a couple of wild months back in 2010, we slept in
new cities and different beds almost every day and bounced back and forth
across the time zones. It wouldn’t have been strange if you had cried and
complained through this, but instead you have been laughing, sleeping and
eating your way around the world and faced every new destination with wide-
open eyes.
If you had been any different, these pages would never have been written.
We love you.

Title Page
Introduction
Food Philosophy
Locality, Recipes & Methods
Travelling with Kids
Breakfasts
Street Food & Snacks
Salads & Sides
Soups
Dinners
Drips & Drops
Desserts
Condiments
About the Authors
Thank You
Copyright Page

‘Hey Ali Baba, come and try this yoghurt!’ A Moroccan teenager is waving
enthusiastically at me. He must have seen how curiously I am looking at the
large gathering of young and old people, all standing with bowls filled to the
brim with something gloppy and pink. An old man with a big straw hat is
scooping up the runny strawberry yoghurt from plastic containers balanced on
his wobbly cart, next to a bowl with hot water to quickly wash up the bowls for
new customers. I glance at the plastic containers, the gloppy yoghurt, the half-
cleaned bowls and then at Luise. ‘You know you want to,’ she encourages me. ‘I
know. I do. It’s just that if I were a nasty bacteria I would probably thrive in that
yoghurt.’ The teenager sees my hesitation. ‘Come now Ali Baba, you must try
this. It is THE BEST!’ I smile, ask my stomach for forgiveness and step forward
to grab a bowl. ‘Fill it up!’
Whether we are trying sweet, gloppy yoghurts in the Moroccan Medina,
falling asleep to the never-ending noise from the New York City streets or
waking up to the sound of crashing waves in a small bungalow in Sri Lanka, our
little family has always felt most at home when we are not. There are so many
unexplored places to see, interesting people to meet, stories to hear and new food
to be tried.
I suppose the fact that I am Swedish, Luise is Danish and we met in Italy was
a good indication how impossible it would be for us to stay in one country.
Luckily we both shared the same love of travelling. After our daughter Elsa was
born, it only took a few months before we flew back to Italy to spend a summer
month. When she was seven months old, we took a break from our jobs in
Stockholm and went on a journey together around the world. We slept on a
friend’s couch in Brooklyn, USA; rented a car and drove down the amazing
Highway 1 from San Francisco to San Diego; tried to find someone who could
guide us to a vegetarian restaurant in Beijing (not the easiest task) and were
mesmerised by the street vendors in Vietnam and the lemongrass-filled curries in
Thailand. By the time we came back to Sweden, we had emptied every penny
from our savings but filled our passports with stamps, our hearts with inspiration
and our stomachs with delicious food. And somehow, on a small island outside
Vietnam, Elsa had also learned how to walk.
Not all our travels are as high-flying. Sometimes it’s just a drive to friends