A year or two ago, my friends Lauren and Amy gifted me with a cookbook by Yotam Ottolenghi called "Ottolenghi: The Cookbook." And even though it's a beautiful, tall book with colorful pictures and herb-flecked recipes from Israel by way of London, I hardly ever used it. I made mental notes to cook from it–the sumac chicken, for example–but nothing ever happened. And then something did, finally, happen: Ottolenghi published another book,
Published on December 12, 2011 10:12