...and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)” ― E.E. Cummings
Thursday, January 21, 2010
beauty in the rain
Weeping Eggplant
I have begun attempting to cook. So far I have made roasted corn chowder with lime cured shrimp and lentil soup.
This week my goal is eggplant parmesan. I made my own sauce with capers and black olives and garlic yesterday. Today I am letting the eggplant weep - which is when you sprinkle salt over the eggplant in order to allow the bitter juices to "weep" out.
For some reason, I absolutely love the fact that in order for my dish to turn our fabulous, I must make the eggplant weep.
It's a great life analogy - sometimes salt must be poured on us, allowing our bitter juices to weep out...the end result is a delicious dish...
just ask greg, ame, sam or jordan. they ate it and loved it!