Sauteed garlic--much of it--and green tomatoes barely cooked. Warmed, really. With good ricotta. Red chiles.
I woke up needing it craving it wanting it lusting it.
I must go to the market. Only I know disaster to strike. I'm sure there are no green tomatoes at Jean Talon. I was just there yesterday. I waited too long. I'm a fool. A hungry hungry fool. I know nothing that will satisfy this craving other than this very thing. A body's frustrated desire is always a sad thing. When is Spring coming?
All suggestions for what to do with green tomatoes are welcome in these chilly summered parts! This one sounds good.
Posted by: Lucy | November 30, 2008 at 09:21 AM
It is so funny that you came up with this! A wonderful chef here -- and great pal of mine -- did a dish in his restaurant all summer that proved cravable, as well. Green tomato with the large curd dry cottage cheese (similar to ricotta) with *loads* of salt and pepper, topped with ultra-fresh tuna tartare. The s/p and texture of the cottage cheese with the acid of the tomato and the creamyness of the tuna was so wonderful.
Posted by: braingirl | November 30, 2008 at 06:50 PM
I'm starting to think of them as a wholly different vegetable from red tomatoes. I love their resistance to the bite, their slightly sour taste. Sound great, braingirl.
Posted by: Tori | November 30, 2008 at 07:00 PM
I waited too long. I'm a fool. A hungry hungry fool. I know nothing that will satisfy this craving other than this very thing. A body's frustrated desire is always a sad thing.
This applies to everything we yearn for. Well said. Cheers!
Posted by: K | January 18, 2009 at 01:35 AM
This post makes me smile. You said it well. Very funny but lovely. Thanks!
Posted by: NOx | February 03, 2010 at 10:06 AM