
This picture is completely unenhanced - these 3 eggs came out of the shell with this gorgeous range of yolk colours. And they were delicious.




Sorry Twihards, this post has absolutely nothing to do with that dismal phenomenon. Although we did find plant-pots that sparkled in the sun; I found that funny. This post is about our very successful harvest of Numex Twilight chillies, which has just come to an end.
The USP for Twilight is that you have this prolific crop of fruit, with red, yellow and purple glossy, upright chillies all appearing at the same time. In fact, they seem to ripen from the middle of the bush outwards, so you have a flush of red in the middle, shading up through orange and yellow to purple on the outer edges. So it looks like a sunset. Twilight. Sunset. Very nifty.
Paul's fertilising regime, of Chilli Focus, Tomorite and super-phosphate led to a lot of fruit. Early on in the season we wanted to thin it out a bit, so I picked 300g of the purple chillies to make a sort of
Tabasco-esque sauce. Sadly it lost the lovely colour, while retaining the heat, so we ended up with an innocuous-looking creamy yellow sauce that contains the fires of hell. Deceptive.
have hundreds on a bush and adding a single chilli to a pot of curry makes your eyes water and your mouth tingle, you really have to look around for ways to use them.
to work.
I made a couple of batches of this, and the most successful variation was with smoked chillies. I spread the chillies out in a single layer in a steamer, and placed it in the bottom of my smoker, next to
a pile of beechwood smoking dust. I positioned the vent over the chillies, to encourage a good flow of smoke up from the dust and over the fruit. After about 15 minutes I closed the vent and let them just sit in the smoke, for a total of an hour.
I have also had a request for the recipe we have used to make our pasta. It's the product of reading lots and lots of recipes, and so far it has worked well for us.
So our second attempt at pasta was a more robust noodle. Not quite broad enough to be pappardelle, but broader than
fettucine. We rolled it to the second-finest roller and thought that it was a better thickness than the previous attempt. We cut them on the widest cutter.
Our New Year's Eve dinner was crab and prawn ravioli, made with saffron pasta, garnished with a light creamy sauce, spinach leaves, seared scallops and salmon roe. It was very good, but my ravioli
need work - I had some trouble with leaking and exploding.
I got a lovely bottle of perfume from Urchin. And from Paul I got an Imperia pasta maker, and a drying rack. Amazing. He didn't even realise that I had that very pasta maker in my Amazon wishlist. It was just his genius.
We agreed that the best possible use for our very first batch of homemade pasta, would be a pasta pomodoro. Not just any pasta pomodoro of course, but made with the cherry tomato and basil sauce that we made from our home-grown tomatoes and herbs, and bottled in the summer.
And the icing on the cake? Topping it with grated home-made cheddar, from my July Forging Fromage challenge. Home-made pasta (gorgeously silky, delectable and SO easy!). Home-grown and made sauce (perfect balance of acid and sweet, lovely herbal flavour from the basil). Home-made cheese (who would have thought you could make a proper grating cheese at home?!). This may be the proudest moment of my foody life so far.
I made some spiced beef for Boxing Day, according to this recipe of Rowley Leigh's. It was the only thing that actually stopped me turning green from jealousy over my mother's stories of ham and
barbecues.
was much better. Plus an excellent continental Europe-based online pal brought me some saltpetre, so the beef had a pretty rosy glow.
The confited legs of our Christmas goose, plus the leftover breast meat (both plain and smoked) joined some of the rich goose broth in a really fabulous cassoulet. It's quite a lot warmer this week than it has been, but we were still happy to get into big bowls of luscious beans and rich meat. That pot of beans did the two of us for a lunch and a dinner, so I really don't think my goose purchase was too, too extravagant. And I still have a big tub of goose fat and two litres of goose stock in the freezer waiting for inspiration.
The last of the stilton was grated and mixed with the leftover quark from my stollen, to make a thick version of Kat's Grandpa's Dunk. I smeared the dunk (too thick to be a dunk really) onto tortillas and whacked them in a pan for some really amazing quesadillas.