Weather has everything to do with my food supply. I have to accept what it delivers, working with and around it. A powerful force, it has a way of making us feel insignificant, of reminding us that we are tiny parts in a larger machine. The more embedded we become in an industrialised world, the less apparent that is. It was some years ago that I recognised that I had, to a certain extent, lost that critical aquaintance with the natural world. To subsist with the fickle whims of nature seemed like a fine notion. And here I am now, a rather contented man. Spring continues to drag its feet. Some days the sun is high and it's delightfully balmy - and then the winds return with gusto, along with the cool temperatures. We light the fires to warm ourselves; taking pleasure in the final clutches of Jack Frost's weakening grasp. Soon it will be bushfire season in this part of Victoria, and lighting a campfire will not be possible. So it seems logical to take advantage of this opportunity while it's here. I cook with fire and coals, as humans have for eons. We have the choice to make life complicated or simple. I lean towards the simple way of living, and when it comes to cooking this approach is even more important. The tools for fireside cooking are practical and hard-wearing; they should last a lifetime. A few cast-iron camp ovens are all I need. There's no Teflon coating to be seen here, just the hard steel that captures the heat of the glowing coals and distributes it evenly, creating the perfect slow-cooked food. A handful of vegetables, early garlic, eggplant, zucchini, onion and pasata make a simple veg stew; add some fresh-cut parsley to a generous serving of couscous and you'll soon see a happy man. Alternatively, I turn to the fields for a feed, picking five small new rabbits for the old cast-iron pot. The smaller rabbits can be a harder target for the rifle but are my preferred choice: the best rabbits are less than six months old, a fair size for a good feed, but joyously tender. They haven't lived long enough to develop that tough, wild form that the old bucks have.
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