When I have not been holed up trying not to scratch myself to death this week, I have been visiting farmers markets, cooking, eating, and reading
The Omnivore's Dilemma. The bounty of the markets here in August has astonished me. I'm not sure why. Maybe I'm just paying more attention to detail. Instead of noticing that there are a lot of plums, I have noticed that there are a huge variety of plums, and that I have never appreciated plums so much.
I'm really not a cook at all.
silverbackbutch is a much better cook with a traditional food culture and history. She is very patient with my dabbling. My mother hated cooking, my father's mother was cordon bleu (i.e. not so accessible to me), and my father has always relied on the women in his life to give him most of his nourishment. I have no *history* of cooking. What little I know I have pieced together from cookbooks, books on cookery, and the food mythology of the South. I actually enjoy experimenting in the kitchen, but I have only rarely succeeded in coming up with truly great food. I harbor some envy for those people I know who are able to reliably produce great food. There is an artistry to it, a subtlety. I'm pretty good with simple--my gravy kicks ass--but I'm no so good with subtlety. I'm sort of the amateur landscape watercolorist of culinary artists.
This is especially frustrating now when I am *so* inspired by the harvest that is happening now. Yesterday, I made this celestial sauce out of cardinal plums, ginger, and brandy (I bought a whole bunch more of these plums today so I can make more and maybe can some). I'm pretty sure the brandy was a big part of the success, since all we had in the house was Remy. But here's the thing, there's just a lot I don't understand about food. I don't have a clear sense of how much is enough to bring home for two people, how to keep it all properly, how to preserve it long term, how to plan ahead sensibly, how to think in terms of a whole meal. I don't know how to make the most of food.
And this makes me sad, and a bit fearful of experimentation. I want to go to the downtown market tomorrow morning and buy tons of tomatillos to make a glorious salsa verde...but I have no idea what to do with it (not to mention the fact that I have no idea what will be the best way to make it). Yes, yes, I can dip tortilla chips into it, but I wish I knew how to think about salsa verde in the conext of a meal or even a single dish. Take my plum sauce (which is actually golden), for example. Right now, all I can think to do is spoon a lump onto a grilled pork chop. That will be tasty, but not subtle. Would it be possible or advisable to simmer something with plums, ginger, and brandy? I have no idea. Frustrating.
Anyhoo, green salsa recipes are most welcome at this juncture. Tomatillos are so beautiful right now, I can stand not to try.