Fanny Singer eats a green salad every day. Her ritual begins with the washing of lettuce: rinsing in cold water, a few times, then scattering across a tea towel and rolling said towel like biscuit dough into a cinnamon roll. The cinnamon roll, or ‘lettuce baby’ as it’s known in the Singer/Waters kitchen, is then tucked into the fridge until it’s time to eat. It’s these little windows of detail - gentle guidance mixed with whimsy - that Fanny shares in her recent memoir,
Finding Home with Fanny Singer
Finding Home with Fanny Singer
Finding Home with Fanny Singer
Fanny Singer eats a green salad every day. Her ritual begins with the washing of lettuce: rinsing in cold water, a few times, then scattering across a tea towel and rolling said towel like biscuit dough into a cinnamon roll. The cinnamon roll, or ‘lettuce baby’ as it’s known in the Singer/Waters kitchen, is then tucked into the fridge until it’s time to eat. It’s these little windows of detail - gentle guidance mixed with whimsy - that Fanny shares in her recent memoir,