FOOD PORN!
Oct. 21st, 2011 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
railentheI needed food.
In a big way.
And I needed something satisfying.
Earlier in the year, I swore that, the first time somewhere in the area dipped below freezing point, I would break out Personal Trainer: Cooking on my DS and cook a Scandinavian favorite. Well, a tap of my Droid revealed that the mercury had dipped below 30 off in the lakes region, and so I went to the store to get the stuff.
…Hadn’t counted on the cash register I’d gotten in line for. It went Skynet on us and it took the better part of an hour to check out. But, at last, home was reached, and I began the hardest thing I’d done all day:
Hacking apart a salmon steak.
The Process
First things first: Chop salmon. Strips, about an inch thick, and two long. I called a fiat and ran with what I had; my filets were thick in the middle.
Those went in the fridge while I cut up these bastards:
Into this:
All of this gets chucked into a pot that I bring to a boil while straining cream into a glass. A PINT of cream. After the potatoes had cooked down a bit, that cream goes into the pot, along with some dill. That gets a boil until thickened.
There’s salmon under all that, but it kinda gets hidden by that blizzard of dill. Boil for another five minutes, add HALF A STICK OF BUTTER…
The Tasty Verdict:
I flung a healthy dash of salt into the bowl before taking my first bite—cream, once cooked down, is surprisingly sweet—and formed my first spoonful: hacking a bit of salmon off the skin (The grade of salmon isn’t great; I bet I could hack the skin off next time and not have a problem), picking up one of each kind of potato, and making sure I hefted enough onions (they’re hard to see) and dill into the spoon to appreciate the flavor.
The first bite was…
too hot. Didn’t taste a thing.
I dropped my spoon and grabbed a glass of water. Then I gave the soup three minutes and tried it again.
Surprisingly, the cream base remained sweet. The fragrance of the dill seemed to add to it—but it worked, somehow. The sweetness melded into the salmon and made its texture firm but melty. The potatoes were firm to the bite but soft—and also lightly sweet at the same time, even though the onion and salt had cooked into them as well. Together, the tastes were a strange but delicious blend of sweet and savory, with the body that only fish could provide.
I’d make this again.
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Date: 2011-10-22 02:49 am (UTC)So how's the weather where you are? After a suprisingly warm September we're FINALLY at the stage of needing to wear layers and put the heater on where I am - got the big cardi out and everything. The tell tale sign though is that Mont has started hibernating (or doing her own kitty variation of) and spends the better part of the day burrowed in my duvet. Today I actually thought she wasn't in my bed only to realise that duvets do not purr. Somehow she'd made a little cove in there...
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Date: 2011-10-22 03:06 am (UTC)The weather's behaving oddly. After this morning, in which areas had frost/freezing, we're coming up on a Sunday where they expect mid-70's again. Which is bad for me because the boilers have been turned on and that means that the heat in the building is just going to accumulate. Heatstroke in autumn, indoors? Yes please! NOT. It's hot enough in the building now that I have to keep a window cracked so that I don't get sick from the heat.
Mont's a silly goose sometimes, but she has the right idea...nothing like burrowing under something warm and fluffy to end the day. I'm so tired I'm considering crashing into mine right now. I need to stay awake to do PalaMecia, but...the call of this fluffy thing is like a siren. She sings to me, she does, like a lover beckoning me to come to bed…
OK, now I know I'm not in my right mind. I'm having too much fun with the language now. XD
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Date: 2011-10-22 03:15 am (UTC)Mont is a suprisingly bright spark. Insane but bright. She's the only cat I know who understands the concept of refraction and drinks out of an actual glass. (Also she'll try to tip the glass when the water level's too low to drink. That usually doesn't end well...)
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Date: 2011-10-22 03:22 am (UTC)Next time it happens I'll take photos. Dark-roast coffee reflects more light than I do when sunburnt.
(I forgot to mention, those potatoes? Best thing ever. I haven't bought a standard potato in two months, and I eat a LOT of potatoes.)
…Kuja with a tan would be deliciously exotic. I'm holding close onto that image for a while, K? |D
…and I would LOVE to see her doing that. Kitteh is SMRT.
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Date: 2011-10-22 03:31 am (UTC)As if he didn't look exotic enough. (If that happened though the fanartists would get him confused with Firion in a nanosecond.) I can still hold out hope though that SE will eventually release something involving Blonja... Blonja with a tan? Mmm yeah...
I'll try and get a picture of her for you then~
I GOT THE FRUIT. IT'LL GO WELL WITH YOUR TOAST.
Date: 2011-10-22 03:35 am (UTC)…it didn't START with
MansexXemnas, but it didn't hurt things either.no subject
Date: 2011-10-22 03:43 am (UTC)And as we've discussed, Garnet is entirely responsible for my love of YONDER POSTERIOR!
YAM PASTA!
Date: 2011-10-22 03:45 am (UTC)*rubs hands in glee*
Date: 2011-10-22 03:50 am (UTC)Let's just say Tidus is...a little tsundere in this...
Also there's the threat of going up a ramp.
Re: *rubs hands in glee*
Date: 2011-10-22 03:59 am (UTC)...ramp?
Re: *rubs hands in glee*
Date: 2011-10-22 04:01 am (UTC)...you'll see.
Re: *rubs hands in glee*
Date: 2011-10-22 04:02 am (UTC)