First, I want to share a new word I recently stumbled across:
Cockalorum: A self-important little man.
And with that, my life is complete! I’ve already used it once (to great effect).
Second—big news! The hubs and I are moving. Into a real, live house! Whooooop. To this former New York City-300-square-foot-studio apartment-living girl, moving to a house with proper rooms and a yard is pretty fantastical. We will we have a patio + ginormous deck with sweeping views of majestic rolling hills. These days we go to sleep dreaming of a grill (the hubs), and lounge chairs and bonfires (me). We’ll also have extra rooms (with doors!) such that we can assign each space a very specific purpose. Enter the Study and the Guest Room – slash—Yoga Studio. Of course, we don’t have any furniture to fill any of these rooms, so their exact allure may be lost on the casual observer. But still.
In preparation for the move, I launched a Clean Out Campaign, clearing the apartment of the year’s detritus. And that, my friends, is when I saw it… a beautiful glass cylinder of saffron! What can I say? It was like striking gold! Literally. Saffron is one of the world’s most $$$ spices. A single measly ounce can cost over $300; a pound weighs in at a cool $5,000.
Now, before you go into sticker shock, chew on this: Saffron comes from the crocus stigma, each one collected by hand. It takes 210,000 stigmas (70,000 flowers) to yield one single pound of saffron. Wha!? The vast majority of saffron comes from small family farms in Spain, where harvesting practices have essentially remained unchanged for thousands and thousands of years. Picture whole families working together, side by side, united in a common purpose, surrounded by fields of beautiful purple flowers, heads bent towards the earth, pulling tiny stigma’s out of each and every crocus.
If that romantical image doesn’t win you over, I offer you this: you can buy saffron in absurdly minuscule quantities, so it doesn’t break the bank. A little goes a very long way....