For unknown reasons I woke up this morning with a taste firmly implanted within. My first waking words to my wife were “Do we have any sour cream?”. Talking about being obsessed with food, I’m dreaming of it now!
That was in the morning. The evening had other things in store. I walked into my house and there was this wierd smell in the air that I just couldn’t place. Was it rancid oil? Cream gone bad? Though it wasn’t as bad as potatoes forgotten overnight in water, but that crossed my mind too. It wasn’t any of those. It was Sunfeast Pasta! My daughter was having pasta in some sauce out of a packet for her dinner. Shameful really… for me. Obviously I’m not spending enough time thinking of meals for her. Change in focus from now on to kiddie meals.
As kids will do, she went ahead with her meal despite all my gagging and making horrendous faces… and apparently enjoyed it. What do kids know anyway? Huh.
Anyhow, breakfast was one of the lightest and best I’ve had in quite a while. Looking into my fridge, I had sour cream as my dream commanded and the honey occupied its place of honor in my cupboard. Onwards!
Step one was the flavor – picked up my mortar and put in some fresh, chopped coriander, whole black peppercorns, sea salt, sesame seeds, garlic, white balsamic vinegar and olive oil and smashed it up coarsely. It smelled absolutely divine. It’s so wonderful what you can do with common yet fresh ingredients.
Step 2 was the texture – mixed the lot with some sour cream and adjusted the seasoning.
Step 3 – Toasted some bread, put a dollop of the sour cream pesto mixture on it and drizzled some honey over it.
It tasted divine! I haven’t tasted this particular combination of flavors before and it was light on the tummy and really good on the palate. Got to do it again one of these days, and you simply must try it at the next possible opportunity.
- Sid
