On the Other Side

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Snapshots taken from one of our trips, September 2003

Perhaps I should start thinking about packing a proper lunch to take with me, non? You would probably do the same, wouldn’t you? There are moments when a homemade meal feels like the best kind of travel companion: simple, comforting, and made with ingredients that still carry the memory of the market where they were found.

I had never cooked with amaranth leaves before, but I could not resist them when I saw them at the farmers’ market. I have to thank the Asian vendor who always seems to have the most unusual, beautiful, and intriguing vegetables on his table. His stall is the kind of place where you go in thinking you know what you need, and you leave with something completely unexpected. When I noticed the vivid green leaves streaked with deep red, I immediately wanted to bring them home.

At the time, I bought baby amaranth leaves without having a clear plan. I did not know whether they would become part of a quick lunch, a side dish, or something more elaborate. I only knew that I wanted them in my kitchen. Sometimes inspiration starts that way: with color, curiosity, and the pleasure of discovering a new ingredient before deciding what it will become.

When I asked the vendor how he liked to cook them, he gave me the simplest answer. “Use them in stir-fries or soups,” he mumbled, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. And of course, I could have done exactly that. A stir-fry with garlic and a splash of olive oil would have been delicious. A soup would have been comforting and easy. But the more I looked at those beautiful leaves, the more I imagined them tucked into a savory tart.

That idea led me to combine the amaranth leaves with red and yellow beets, both for flavor and for color. Beets bring their own earthy sweetness, and their shades of red, gold, and pink make any dish look festive before it even reaches the table. Together with the tender amaranth leaves, they created a rustic vegetable tart that felt bright, generous, and full of character.

For the base, I made an olive oil savory crust. I like this kind of crust because it feels lighter and more relaxed than a rich pastry made with butter. It has a simple, Mediterranean quality and works beautifully with vegetables. The olive oil gives the tart shell a delicate flavor while keeping the focus on the filling. It is the kind of crust that suits a casual lunch, a picnic, or a meal prepared in advance before a trip.

So yes, this amaranth and beet tart is probably a recipe for beet lovers. It is also a tart for anyone who enjoys colorful seasonal vegetables and does not mind a dish that turns beautifully pink in places. Perhaps I should say it is for people who love food with personality. If you are hesitant about beets, this may be the kind of savory vegetable tart that changes your mind, especially when their sweetness is balanced by greens and a crisp olive oil crust.

amaranth beet tart olive oil crust

Baby Amaranth Leaves

What I loved most about cooking with baby amaranth leaves was the sense of discovery. They were tender, colorful, and easy to fold into a dish that already had strong flavors. In a savory tart, they did not need to be the loudest ingredient. Instead, they added freshness and a gentle leafy note that made the beets feel even more interesting. This is exactly why farmers’ market cooking is so satisfying: one unexpected bunch of greens can change the direction of an entire meal.

A tart like this can be served warm or at room temperature, which makes it practical as well as pretty. It can sit on the table for a relaxed lunch, be sliced for a picnic, or be packed carefully for a journey. The colors alone make it appealing, but the real pleasure is in the contrast: earthy beets, delicate greens, and a savory olive oil crust that holds everything together.

amaranth beet tart olive oil crust

Beet and Amaranth Leaves Tart
In an Olive Oil Crust

Of course, I hope to come back with plenty of good stories and photographs. Food always seems to attach itself to memories of places, and I like the idea of leaving with a homemade tart in mind and returning with more inspiration for the next meal. Whether it is a trip, a market visit, or a quiet afternoon in the kitchen, these small moments often become the ones we remember most clearly.

And now I really should think about packing. Maybe I will start with the food first, because that is usually the most enjoyable part.

A bientôt! Cook well, eat well, and let the market surprise you.