Taste of the Season
So in the comments, on my last post Kim asks: Alright, so… give already. Did it taste as good as it looked?
Yes. Yes, it did. That gazpacho was pure summer in a bowl. But you know what? It turns out I only enjoy just a little bit of that and then I’m all played out. It also turns out that nobody else in my family enjoys it at all, so I made way too much. Fortunately we had friends to dinner that night and I sent them home with the quart jar, had a container of it for lunch the next day, and the rest is going in the freezer.
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September 12th, 2007 at 6:41 am
That raises the question I hesitated to ask last week: Do you ever make a more Andalusian version, pureed with bread? The first gazpacho I ever had was actually served in a glass. In a bar. By a gorgeous Spaniard. Still I’m not a big fan of gazpacho in any form (I’d rather have a salad) but my husband loves it and will happily eat/drink all that I make so I put together at least one batch every summer and wonder where that bartender is…
September 12th, 2007 at 7:26 am
I love gazpacho, but I know what you mean about only being able to handle so much of it, I think. There’s something about the freshness of it, and the… well, the brightness of the flavors… that just fills you up and satisfies you to the point of having had your fill of it for another year.
I have always wondered if I would feel differently about gazpacho if more of my eating was fresh and homegrown. That you feel similarly, even with the wonderful way you have been eating this summer, makes me think no.
That said… I haven’t had any yet this summer. So I still crave the taste and the sensation that my stomach is going to burst with gazpacho-ey goodness. I think this will be a cooking (or not-cooking, as it were) weekend.
September 12th, 2007 at 12:40 pm
Dang family members! Mine do the same thing with foods I adore. (Luckily, I’ve got more family and friends to pawn food off to, as you do.)
But I kind of know what you mean about a little being enough. I often used to feel that way about my cooking, like, I know what this is going to taste like, and even though it was what I wanted to eat, I’m tired of it. I say “used to” because now that I live in the Hinterlands, I know my cooking is the best thing going, bar none! Or at least I know of no alternative, and have now kidded myself that what I eat is manna from heaven.
the things we do to get ourselves through, you know??
September 12th, 2007 at 1:40 pm
Just so you know… your gazpacho caused my car to take a minor detour this afternoon. I was heading back to the office and noticed that a favorite small farm nearby had its veggie tent up. (They do the box of change honor system, but use a small canopy tent to shelter that and the table of produce.) I stopped to see what they had available, and found everything I didn’t have at home but needed to make a small batch of gazpacho PLUS a good pan of roasted veggies for ratatouille. I can’t wait to get home and get it started!
September 13th, 2007 at 5:26 am
Hey Marcy,
No, I’ve never made the bread kind…though I did look at a number of recipes for it the day I made mine. Really, would it have tasted right without the gorgeous Spaniard? One has to wonder. ; )
September 13th, 2007 at 5:27 am
Ha! Kim, that’s something I’ll proudly take the blame for!
September 13th, 2007 at 9:08 am
Oooh, I’m totally going to make this for a luncheon I’m hosting on Saturday. Or do you think it would compete too much with tarragon-cantaloupe chicken salad?