Of course you can skip all these steps if the rosti have already been made in advance, and just put them straight in the oven to heat through. Transfer to a baking tray and finish off in the oven for 10-15 minutes. Gently fry the rosti on one side for 7-9 minutes before flipping them over to the other side for the same amount of time. Spread the potato mixture across the four egg rings and push down into the pan with a spoon or silicone spatula.
Heat the olive oil in a frying pan over a medium high heat so the bottom is entirely covered. Add more flour if the mixture is excessively wet, or gradually add another egg if the mixture doesn’t seem to bond. The mixture should now be blended together and sticking together well. Mix in the onion, flour, beaten egg, salt and pepper. Strain the grated potatoes through muslin or cheesecloth (if you don’t have either of these things, straining the potatoes through a colander or a sieve using a masher to push the water out might do the trick) Muslin or cheesecloth, to strain water from the potatoes. Never eat any wild food without multiple sources of positive identification.Ĥ-6 small or medium sized potatoes, peeled and gratedĪ bunch of wild garlic (leaves and flowers separated), adjust to tasteĤ slices of streaky bacon, grilled and chopped This recipe can easily be tweaked for vegetarians - just use grilled halloumi instead of bacon and make a wild garlic butter to replace the ‘nduja dressing.ĭisclaimer: please take extra care when foraging and only eat what you can correctly identify. The potato rosti can be made ahead of time (say, on Sunday morning) and reheated in the oven for ten minutes or so whenever you want to eat. “ There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar I love not Man the less, but Nature more.I call this brunch/lunch idea my Springtime Monday Special, named as such due to its arguable spiritual healing properties post-weekend. Lord Byron said it best, over 200 years ago: For myself, and hopefully for Talitha, Justine and the other volunteers, we all learned something new about ourselves and each other something that can only be learned when immersed in Willderness. It is in situations like this, surrounded by the wild backcountry, that one develops a strength and certainty of self. It is safe to say we can all call ourselves explorers. The commitment and perseverance by our group of nine hardworking volunteers, along with the guidance of Talitha and Justine, allowed us to put a dent in the rough trail and successfully complete our work. We were able to combine our brains and formulate somewhat of a plan, allowing us to successfully clear two miles of the three-mile trail, while creating a route to connect the trail to the lake. To some degree we all became Lewis and Clark, on a clear mission, driven to navigate and clear a path. We learned to effectively communicate and work together to find our way.
It was in this wondering and exploring, in this pathless wood, that we grew closer. Sixteen years of no maintenance does quite a number on a trail when Mother Nature is left in charge. Our work was rewarding, who doesn’t feel like a boss when successfully removing huge trees from the trail. I say attempting because this trail was left untouched by the Forest Service for sixteen years! Yes, you read that right, sixteen! Each day we hiked along the beautiful trail, surrounded by beautifully carved canyons to our work site where we set to clear huge old growth trees from the trail. Our work consisted of attempting to open the trail up to the South Fork Lake. Some were seasoned backcountry veterans, while others were newbies, the combination created a concoction of eager teachers and learners. There was a range of ages and trail knowledge. Each brought a spunky attitude, which proved to be a fun and giggly dynamic. However, the group of nine volunteers exceeded my expectations. There’s always those pesky unknown variables, similar to the unpredictable pathless woods. This being one of the few volunteer hitches I’ve lead while working with SBFC, I was unsure how things go. An aggregate of everything I felt leading up to this moment, summed up on a little tea bag.
How serendipitous for this hitch and the work we were completing. The quote struck me, I had to read it for myself. “There is pleasure in the pathless woods”, said Justine one morning while sipping her tea, reading one of the many inspiring quotes attached to her teabags. Heidelberger Crew – South Fork of Big Creek Trail
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