Okay…so…wow. Thank you to all the people in my life who have sent messages of encouragement and, without question or even any recipes yet, have joined my blog.
It’s cooking for one at my house right now. Sean is in Nottingham for 3
months. At the moment he’s enjoying a
pipe and some scotch and I’m at home.
Alone. Feeling sad about
our beautiful summer ending. I’ve
had to put socks on in the evening.
An extra quilt on the bed.
It’s awful.
Then today, October 1st, was beautiful
again. The sky was that brilliant
fall blue contrasted against the still bright green background that has started
to brown around the edges.
Perfectly warm, but not hot.
I got home from work and took Elsa and Abeo out into the
backyard to enjoy some sunshine.
The girls are always so happy to see me so I sat out in the sun
receiving my boisterous greeting.
Looking out at the garden between ridgeback bumps and kisses I started
thinking about tomatoes. I spied
with my little eye some ripe tomatoes on the vine. And that gave me an idea.
I’ve been a sucker for Italian food for a long time. I think Bolognese was one of the first
things I ever learned to cook from its simple good ingredients. It was when I was in early elementary
school and for winter activities I chose crafts and baking. I remember feeling during the craft
section in the first few weeks that I couldn’t wait for the cooking part! Half the kids were already doing that
while we did crafts and I was jealous.
When I did finally get into the kitchen I was lucky to have my oldest
friend Megan’s dad as one of the supervisors/volunteers. This was perfect for me, a quiet and
relatively shy student (yes, some of you are not believing this, but it was
true), because I already knew and loved Mark and was very comfortable with
him. I remember is calm yet
enthusiastic style with us children.
I learned to make his delicious meat sauce – which I already knew well
from meals at his home. I remember
what made his sauce different was that he would puree green bell peppers and
add that to his meat sauce. It was
good! I remember many fantastic
meals in that home, around the yellow table that would eventually end up in the
kitchen at my dad’s office. Funny,
the things that make you feel nostalgic.
These days I have a new favourite. I love a fresh, simple, classic Marinara. Tomatoes from my garden make it extra
special, and at this time of year, I only have a few left. There in my garden, getting kissed by the sun, perhaps the last time for this year, I could see the chance to get that last
taste of summer, along with that warmth and comfort a bowl of pasta can bring, to keep
the chill of the fall at bay.
And after my dig at canned tomato sauce in my first post, I
suppose I should show you what I mean.
I gathered a bowl of fresh tomatoes; green striped, red
green romas, Wyche’s yellow, a pink lady.
Still a beautiful selection, especially for October. Our herbs are still thriving as
well. I picked a selection of
those too: marjoram, basil, parsley, thyme, oregano.
While, obviously, Marinara is not my creation, this is my
recipe.
Last Kiss of Summer Marinara
1 Tbsp Olive Oil
1 pinch coarse salt ( ~ 1 tsp)
2 small (or 1 medium-large) red onion, chopped
4-6 cloves garlic (depending on how large they are), minced
6 cups fresh tomatoes, diced (yes, you can use canned…if you
are not celebrating summer...a large and small can would work)
1 pinch sugar ( ~ 1 tsp)
Fresh ground pepper
Fresh grated Parmigiano Reggiano, or Pecorino, or Asiago (or
all three!)
Fresh herbs, chopped
2 cups gluten free pasta of your choice (I find a corn and
rice flour blend is the closest to a wheat based pasta)
1 glass of wine, red or white, for drinking (optional, but
highly recommended)
Heat the oil in a saucepan on medium heat while you peel and
chop the onions. I used two red
onions from a local, organic, small operation farmer in the Kingston area. I find when using this type of produce
they are often smaller, but I do feel that the local produce, because it has
not been stored or shipped, has a beautiful freshness. My garlic is local as well. Sean and I bought a large bag of local
garlic, which we plan to use for cooking and planting. Using garlic that has been growing in
your area for planting is the best way to be successful with growing your own
(plant in the fall). It has
acclimatized to the growing region.
Once the onions are chopped, add them to your saucepan. Stir, add the salt, and let cook until
the onions are translucent. About
5 minutes. During this time you
can prep the garlic and the tomatoes.
Once the onions have cooked you can add the garlic. You do not want to add the garlic with the onions because it can burn in the time it takes for the onions to soften. Let the garlic cook for about 1 minute and then add the tomatoes. Stir. Add the sugar, which, along with the salt, brings out all the depth of flavour in the freshly picked tomatoes. Let the sauce simmer on medium for 30 minutes or so, stirring occasionally. At the beginning the tomatoes have a lot of liquid. As the sauce simmers the water boils off and the flavour concentrates. You will know when your sauce is done when it becomes a smoother, thicker sauce and it should have lost about half of its volume.
During the 30 minute wait I start cleaning up my
kitchen. I like to have almost all
the dishes done by the time I sit down to eat. I also put on a pot of water to boil with some salt. Gluten free pasta takes less time to
cook than wheat based pasta, so keep your eye on it when it’s cooking. Also, stir frequently, it tends to
stick. Another thing I have found
works is to rinse it quickly with hot water and drizzle with a little olive
oil. I find this gives the gluten
free pasta a little more of the feel of a wheat based pasta.
The end result?
Beautiful.
Mmm. Now I get to enjoy this? Is this food blogging?
Sheila, this was a good idea.
I get to cook. I love doing
that. I get to eat. I love doing that even more.
The pasta is delicious! The parmesan adds a wonderful, nutty, saltiness. The herbs are fragrant. The pepper gives it a little kick. And the tomato flavour is sweet and
full of fresh flavour. Try it, it's easy!
Oh summer! A
lovely ending to a summer full of fresh bounty. Fall, I’ll see you this Monday for Thanksgiving dinner.