• Mike Sula
  • Roasted carrots with nigella seeds

There’s something about taking an ordinary food and attaching the word “black” to it that is irresistible to me, because I’m helplessly attracted to the seductive powers of the Dark Arts. Whether it’s black garlic, black salt, black pudding, or black noodles, if I see it, I’ll eat it. So when I came across a package of black cumin at Harvestime Foods in the spot where urfa biber was supposed to be, I twirled my mustache, rubbed my hairy palms together, and whispered a prayer to C’thulu.