Slow-roasted red peppers in balsamic garlic glaze
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The fields are harvested and bare, And Winter whistles through the square. October dresses in flame and gold Like a woman afraid of growing old. Anne Mary Lawler —– My sister greeted us with these savoury delights when we visited her in the Canadian Rockies for a ski holiday. She served them naked, right out of...Read More »
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