Every time I go to the market, I pick up another head or two of garlic, whether I’m out of it or not.  As a result, I end up with multiple, half used heads lingering in my kitchen, withering away…

I had a vision of a thick cross-section of white, meaty fish, seared crisp with a pistachio crust on top. I had some shelled pistachios left over from an event I catered and pictured them crushed on top of the…