the w(h)iz.
March 15, 2011
so i’m becoming a bit of a whiz kid in the (soup) kitchen. this is what happens when your cook (aka. sister) moves to seattle. in the past couple of weeks i’ve made sweet potato soup, kale and white bean soup, split pea soup and now i’m making chunky vegetable tomato cream soup. i need to think of a better name for that last one. i’m sort of making it up as i go along. i had this soup in edinburgh last year that was so amazing from this cafe and i’m trying to recreate it with no recipe. i emailed them last night to see if they will give me the recipe…but no luck yet and i wanted to make it on my day off. so we’ll see what happens. i also made jessica’s mom’s puttanesca on friday night and it came out so perfect!! i will never-ever-no-never (probably) buy tomato sauce from a can or jar again. it’s so easy to make and it is SO incredibly more delicious than anything i’ve ever bought. i adjusted that recipe a little bit for my taste; only 1/2 tsp of anchovy paste and about a 1/4 cup of kalamata olives, chopped. if you’re scared about anchovy paste, don’t be. it’s just about depth of flavor and you will not even know it’s there once it’s cooked. seriously, you should try that recipe. it’s awesome! thanks jess for sharing. i think i will start calling it “dirty girl pasta,” because i just read this…
‘The name originated in Naples after the local women of easy virtue. Pasta Puttanesca means “The way a whore would make it”, but the reason why the dish gained such a name is debated. One possibility is that the name is a reference to the sauce’s hot, spicy flavour and smell. Another is that the dish was offered to prospective customers at a low price to entice them into a house of ill repute. its name came from the fact that it was a quick cheap meal that prostitutes could prepare between customers.’
of easy virtue. good one. (sidenote: i just got up to stir and taste my soup. oh yeah, we’re heading in the right direction.) all girl band name? easy virtue. hmmm? who wants to be in a girl band with me? we can’t tour though. i vowed after traveling with my choir freshman year of college to always make sure you’ve got some sausage on the tour bus with you. you just gotta keep things balanced. have i turned into the most revolting woman of all time? ”sausage,” really? my mother…would laugh. i was going to type “be ashamed”…but she wouldn’t be. she would laugh and tell me i’m disgusting. which is the response i was going for.
what should i make for dessert?
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