garlic: one of the Four Basic Food Groups
I know, Avery has already pointed out to me that “they” have done away with the Four Basic Food Groups. Now there is a pyramid, or some such. It’s very complex, with different sorts of Fats To Remember. I liked the old system, but I’ve made some adjustments. How about 1) Butter, 2) Salt, 3) Foie Gras, and 4) Garlic.
I LOVE garlic.
And it’s good for you! Not just in a “Twilight” kind of way, but truly good for your health, which is wonderful to hear because my family must reek of it. I like it minced to a tiny pulp with lemon juice and salt, sprinkled on a tomato. Simmering in a tomato sauce, waiting for meatballs. Stuffed under the skin of a roasting chicken, or mixed with goat cheese to spoon into a red pepper and baked till bubbling…
And then there’s pesto. My Italian mother-in-law first introduced me to pesto, which she made in vast quantities in her Iowa kitchen with basil from her garden. When would that have been? As early as 1984, when I sat down at her kitchen table and watched her work her magic as we chatted about my boyfriend, who we both agreed was practically perfect in every way… that’s a happy memory. Her freezer was always full of little jam jars of the green elixir, ready to be brought out on cold winter days to be mixed with hot spaghetti for a simple supper. She inspired John and me to go to the Union Square Farmer’s Market in New York and come home with armfuls of pungent basil to fill our own freezers…
Lemon in pesto? I think so. But it’s up to you. It couldn’t be simpler…
Just whizz up in your food processor the following ingredients, in the quantities that appeal to you (but I’ve given some basics):
Pesto
(serves four as sauce for starter with pasta)
4 cups loosely packed whole fresh basil leaves
¾ cup extra virgin olive oil
juice ½ lemon
3 tbsps pine nuts
3 tbsps grated pecorino or Parmesan cheese
2 cloves garlic, roughly chopped
pinch sea salt to taste
Place all ingredients in food processor and blend till smooth, taking care to scrape the pesto away from the sides of the processor to incorporate all bits.
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And then, for something lighter, to drizzle on your “everything in a lettuce leaf” supper, or just sprinkle on a piece of mozzarella-topped toast, there’s
Salsa verde
(makes plenty, save it)
1 large bunch each of flat-leaf parsley, arugula and cilantro, leaves only 2 cloves garlic
juice of half a lemon
sea salt to taste
extra virgin olive oil till liquid (perhaps 1/2 cup?)
Blend everything in the cuisinart and bask in the green glory. It’s lovely.
And then there’s baked garlic… just cut the tops off really firm bulbs of garlic, drizzle them with olive oil, sprinkle them with lemon zest and sea salt and bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes…
I can’t explain what happens to garlic when you bake it. All the sharpness disappears into a velvety, dreamy spreadable buttery stuff to put on toast, and top with a couple of scrambled eggs, a slice of sausage and a sprinkle of chives.
Are you hungry yet?
I’ve been having so much fun reading other people’s blogs lately. This is unusual for me, I must admit, because normally I find that living, and thinking and writing about living, take up all my time! It’s hard to find time to read about other people’s lives, but I have just happened upon several lately that are well worth a visit. And gorgeous photographs, which make it even more satisfying. Try dollop, which is written by my college friend Ann in Texas. Talk about making you hungry! Gorgeous photographs, you’ll be inspired. And 365 Kitchen, the brainchild of my new friend Sarah in Brooklyn… and Dinner: A Love Story, by a lady I don’t even know but am severely envious of, because her blog has become… a cookbook. I like these ladies and their work because they all share my philosophy: life is nicer when you cook good food for your family, everyone sits down together and enjoys it, and now and then you get extra people in your kitchen and around your table to enjoy it too.
Speaking of which, my kitchen and a pork tenderloin beckon because our friend Kathleen is coming and bringing her daughter Cici to have lunch. Cici and Avery met when Avery was three days old, and they have never looked back. They were inseparable for nine years until we cruelly separated them to move to London, but distance has not dimmed the silliness when they see each other. So I will head into the kitchen, grate some ginger, zest some limes and make a splendid marinade for my pork. Oh, and I’ll have to mince a little… garlic, while I’m at it.
Alright…that garlic had my mouth watering. Seriously…those are glorious photos and the roasted garlic sounds glorious. A definite “must try”.
It is LOVELY, Shelley, a completely different flavor and texture than garlic prepared any other way.