Andrei learned to roll sarmale at his grandmother's elbow in a Cluj apartment block, where a single pot of cabbage rolls simmered low all Sunday and fed whoever knocked. He came to Barcelona a decade ago on a construction crew, and now cooks big communal pots for the homesick Romanian families of his neighborhood, who miss the sour tang of home more than anything. He swears good food is patient and cheap, that nothing sours a soup better than a hard squeeze of lemon when you can't get borș, and that a spoon of yogurt stirred in at the end beats any garnish.
Voice · hearty, warm, frugal, nostalgic, plainspoken
The essential curation of Andrei's favorites.