Foodie Pseudery (37)
This comes courtesy of Signe Rousseau. It’s by Yotam Ottolenghi and although I’m a huge fan of both him and his restaurants, this is really ridiculous:
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Tangerine and Cinnamon 
oh god i hope you don’t come across the piece i wrote about tomatoes a few years ago.
Ha!
I am sorry Duff but on this account I agree passionately. Tomatoes are actually crap once you have had a properly grown and ripened one. The bit about the village is slightly bullshitty, BUT I remember quite excitedly the best tomatoes I have had (some of them actually in england but defo not from supermarket…).
Possibly because I haven’t been a fan of tomatoes since childhood I get a bit overexcited…
Oh no – I should clarify. I agree that home-grown tomatoes are *immeasurably* better than the red cotton wool that so often passes for tomatoes in supermarkets. My problem with this is the pretension of finding the perfect tomato in a village in the middle of nowhere.
Sarah, here is the link to the piece I wrote on tomatoes… four and a half years ago! Let me know what you think. Don’t comment on the blog, I don’t read comments. I will check out what you have to say here, on your blog.
http://www.thoughtleader.co.za/ismaillagardien/2008/08/06/a-tomato-is-not-a-tomato-hoe-rooier-hoe-mooier/
Thanks so much! I’ll take a look.
Sheeit – you call that peseudery? How about this?
“The duck’s tongues and jellyfish, old favourites of mine, seem bland and characterless.”
Or this:
“When friends bought us an unexpected gift of farm-fresh eggs, we immediately thought to feature them in a custard. We had truffle scraps and truffle oil on hand. This dish really is that simple.”
And I get Yotam. You taste somithing sensational – you remember exactly where it was and you were.
I still remember vividly my first taste of Txacoli – green wine – with anchovies form the sea below in the vineyard on the side of a hill in Guetaria in northern Spain. As we drank the wine and munched on the anchovies we looked down to the Cantabrian sea where the little suckers had been caught. Pseudery or ecstasy?
Pseudery.