Possibly curried buttermilk gazpacho. I’m not sure what I should call this.
Do not under any circumstances tell the Royal Indian Mounted Police about this felonious foodstuff. This is so far out of the realm of legal that even I am suspicious about it.
So I got to thinking about that lovage in my garden and thought it would be good with chopped vegetables and from there I free associated myself to curried yogurt/buttermilk gazpacho. I used French Vadouvan curry, onions, green peppers, cucumbers and tomatoes. It was fabulous.
I’d even serve it to the Maharani of Cooch Behar.
But I forgot the lovage.
