Sunday, September 13, 2009
You can't win 'em all. And some days just seemed doomed. I think I had a cooking hex on me today. There are several examples but one I think well illustrates this is my roasted tomatoes.
Yes, those are actually beautiful, fresh Roma tomatoes (which I think were actually San Marzanos but it didn't seem right to argue with the guy selling them at the Farmers Market). I was so excited all day to spend six hours roasting them at 200 degrees (yes, six hours) because I knew they'd be amazing in this pasta recipe. One of those simple yet mind-blowing ones that involves about four ingredients and makes you wonder why you don't cook more "simply" more often. Oh yeah, because it takes six hours for the tomatoes to roast. . . .
Anywho. . . as is evidence by the above exhibit, things didn't quite go as planned. I mean, I read the recipe several times, I followed it to a tee, and I even checked on the beautiful, fresh Romas an hour before they turned to brown, shriveled rocks. Quite a contrast.
I kept looking at my stove trying to figure out if the cat somehow adjusted the oven setting to broil and blasted them for 45 minutes and then nonchalantly reset the oven before laying back down on the sofa for yet her 17th hour of sleep for the day. Wishful thinking. I have no one to blame but myself (oh and the hex).
Tomorrow is another day and hopefully I'll be luckier in the kitchen.
Posted by SB in SB at 10:14 PM