Yesterday, instead of venturing out to the annual Thomasville Rose Show Festival, I decided to stay in the kitchen a bit longer and try a new recipe from one of my favorite Yotam Ottolenghi cookbooks, Plenty More. I stopped at the glance of the word ‘cake’. I thought, “I LOVE cake….wait…this has cauliflower in it…I like cauliflower! I can totally eat this!” A savory cake was just what I needed to get me out of a minor funk I had been in all morning. So, I fired up the incense my husband packed for me to take back to Georgia, put on my headphones, and made Cauliflower Cake. The scents of cumin, caramelizing red onion, rosemary, basil, and turmeric combined took me to another place for just a few moments. That place, familiar but pleasantly foreign at the same time, rescued me from the alternative choice of roses, crowds, and noise. This single recipe turned out to be incredibly therapeutic for me in that I had my dude nearby (the incense), something new to look forward to trying, and a mini mental vacation to a spice market in another country. With a little slice and a dopple of Greek yogurt, my gloom was gone. Thank you, Yotam.