Roasted chestnuts

[pegkerr]

I stopped by the grocery store yesterday, and along the ingredients I bought for yesterday's disastrous dinner, I bought a few chestnuts. I roasted them under the broiler after dinner and offered them to the girls. Fiona tried one and rejected them (of course) but Delia was pleased by the taste and had several.

They reminded me so powerfully, as they always do, of being back in England, where I tasted them for the first time. I remember buying roast chestnuts from the vendors at the street corners, who would pull them out from steel drums where they roasted them and hand them to you in a paper cone. They kept the hands warm as you walked around that grand old city, and the taste was so warm, so welcome, so sweet and filling and perfect.

Tell me about a food that when you eat it brings back a powerful memory.

Edited to add: since people have asked: Roasting chestnuts is extremely easy. Just make a criss-cross cut on the flat side of the chestnut with the point of a sharp knife and then throw them on a broiler pan and put them under the broiler for five to ten minutes. Yum.

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[pegkerr.livejournal.com]

See my answer here.

[wilfulcait.livejournal.com]

When I was 13, I discovered SF fandom and found out that I wasn't the only member of my species. Our local group met every Thursday at the library, put out a fanzine, watched movies, talked about books. Afterwards, we would go to the New Yorker deli and have subs and, sometimes, cheesecake. Those subs still remind me of how wonderful it was to be that teenager in that particular place with those people. Even just the smell of them...

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Thanks!