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Dec. 4th, 2008 05:38 pmJust call me garlic-breath. No, don't. Think of me, instead, as a walking giant garlic.
I tried one of the recipes I had on my to-be-tested list for the novel. It is entirely yummy and moreish and really, really good for my immune system. I like it so very much there is already a potful of garlic slowly baking. When they're cooked and cold I shall de-skin them and fry that with good olive oil and a nice sharp onion, finely cut and cooked till almost-brown. I shall say to myself "Just one biscuit topped with it, to find out if it works." And I shall eat the whole bowlful (a small bowl - only 4 heads of garlic). And I shall promptly say to a friend who is inviting me to dinner "Can I bring my new-old garlic dipthing?" And she shall say "Yes." And I shall rejoice.
I know all this because it's how it happened the first time round.
I tried one of the recipes I had on my to-be-tested list for the novel. It is entirely yummy and moreish and really, really good for my immune system. I like it so very much there is already a potful of garlic slowly baking. When they're cooked and cold I shall de-skin them and fry that with good olive oil and a nice sharp onion, finely cut and cooked till almost-brown. I shall say to myself "Just one biscuit topped with it, to find out if it works." And I shall eat the whole bowlful (a small bowl - only 4 heads of garlic). And I shall promptly say to a friend who is inviting me to dinner "Can I bring my new-old garlic dipthing?" And she shall say "Yes." And I shall rejoice.
I know all this because it's how it happened the first time round.