My maternal grandmother was known for being a tiddlywinks demon, having the naughtiest twinkle in her eye and, whenever she went home to South Africa, for disappearing into the bush to hang out with Zulu
GROWING UP in the Bronx, chef Kwame Onwuachi had ample opportunity to explore the Jamaican side of his heritage through food. “There was a place up on 233rd Street that made a really good escovitch,” recalled.
This nourishing bowl is like the cashmere throw of soups — cozy and comforting, in the most luxurious, stylish way. Made with cauliflower that gets simmered with shallots and potato, in broth, until softened,