It has arrived. Yes, the long awaited Simon Hopkinson cookbook, The Vegetarian Option.
From the first moment I read the words on its very first page till page 105 – where I am right now, the chapter where he talks about Aubergines & Peppers, I have not taken care of anything in our household. The picture below shows the spot from which I have not lifted my behind since Saturday – my loyal reader will recognize it from a former post in which I gave a small house tour.
Okay, I shall not exaggerate, of course I have done the little necessary things for my fellow inhabitants, but I can assure you, more hours were spent in this tiny angle in my comfy sofa than in the kitchen, where one can normally find me. All under the excuse that I, and the kids as well to be more accurate, have been ill the whole week (Yes, the M-Flu according to an Online-Flu-Check, where I could mark 6 out of the 9 symptoms we all had) and that my body is still in its recovering mode and therefore needs the required rest. So please. Ahum.
TILL NOW!!! I haven’t finished reading the beautiful written novel, uh sorry, cookbook yet, but I can not wait to buy all the necessary ingredients and start cooking away.
May I please, please quote a paragraph from his introduction, just to give you a small impression:
Here it is:
…..“One evening in the late summer of 2007 and probably a Sunday, I found myself rummaging around in the salad drawer at the bottom of the fridge. Unusually for me, the interior was relatively bare, but all I wanted to eat, anyway, was a bowl of something quick to cook; not really substantial, though nourishing. Two items, slightly the worse for wear, caught my eye: a lone courgette not yet limp and a packet of ready-sliced runner beans, past their sell-by date by 3 days. There was also the remains of a bunch of parsley. So, I set to work.”……….
From here he continues to describe how he prepared these leftovers into a delicious dish that did not need any accompaniment whatsoever.
“…although I suppose a piece of good bread might have been better employed than my tongue, but, as I was attempting to not eat bread at the time, the bin was bare.”……
Sigh. And that my friends was just the introduction!
What more can I say about this delightful book. Again, I just can’t put it away without feeling utterly bored. I so much feel the urge to read it till its very last page. So, till now this book reads as a novel, rather than a dry cookbook. And reading through the recipes, I haven’t seen one, yet, that didn’t seem appealing to me.
Bare in mind that I am not at all a difficult eater. Occasionally I would decline a large piece of meat, but that has more to do with the fact that (now from this point some of you would be able to chop my head off, so I hereby do apologize in advance) I am a Part-Time-Vegetarian, depending on the quantity of meat I might have eaten during a certain time frame. Back to the book please…
There is no need for any fancy exotic hard to get unknown vegetable and or spice and I don’t have to be in the possession of expensive kitchen utensils either. It’s all right here around the corner or already in my humble kitchen. Some of it. One thing though, the pictures are not really that sophisticated as I might have expected or let me say, hoped for, but,…..BUT!!!, that doesn’t diminish the value of its Golden content. Armed with a bunch of tips, secrets, stories and anecdotes from his travels and day trips, one or two addresses of his favourite shops and or farmer, names of restaurants and chefs, all is mentioned in one hell of a story telling way.
Yet another fan this amazing food-writer can count in and she will definitely buy his other books as well.
Thank you Mr. Hopkinson, XXX, Carmie.







