Its Saturday. While the city lures me towards work and a weekend rush, I have enough time to be local and arise to greet sellers at the market. 8:30AM, amidst the fresh fruit and seafood, fish mongers and the pedestrians who traffic it. After a brief romantic stroll, I moved in with enough confidence to entertain my Italian; pointing out Tomatoes and Olives, Brocolli and listening to my hands for what would inspire their work and pleasure. I brought a bag from New York for this moment folks ;)
Saturday, September 8, 2007
There is a simple fact about markets. The people who frequent, like to cook. Whatever our differences we think food will impact our weekend and those we care for.
I made garnishes of Fried Tomato skins and Basil. The first chance to play with its texture and brusied arrogance on my own since a meal deep in Campania. Almost garish, but not without purpose.
Its fruit will be the basis of future dishes.
Following the tomato theme I made a Tomato Sauce. As another Tomato base alternative throughout the week. The farm in Campania tought me how to make it with ease and fast; easier than washing the pot.
Finally, a simple Pasta of Spaghetti with Gamberoni and Pomodorini.
Im off to work. To cook for others and share the love.
posted with love by Mike "Steady" Adasko at 7:42 AM