Sunday, August 9, 2009

Some things are worth the wait.

Especially with food. Waiting is central to the allure of many delicacies. The well hung pheasant. The steak, 28 days later. The 100 year egg - and not to mention the vintage wine. A good chutney needs to mature, as does a pickle.

And this recipe must be the slowest I have done. It started last year, when I mooted the thought of wormwood green chilli sauce. It stuck with me - but I had to wait for the wormwood to grow, and then undergo a painful process of rectification you know only too well.

Even then, the wait was not over. I had to wait for the Chilli Man to visit the Farmer's Market. The Chilli Man only turns up once a month, always smiles, and laughs at everything. It must be the heat. I'm always delighted to while away a minute or two sampling his latest goods and chatting about polytunnels and the Scotch Bonnet crop (early, this season). The first time we met he threw me a handful of the delightful padrons. I first sampled these, unexpectedly, in Madrid, mounded - fried and salted - next to a fine steak. They are fragrant and wonderful, and one out of every ten is explosively hot.

Last weekend I was in luck - he had a bucketload of deep green peppers, which did not disappoint. I didn't even stop to chat about his poly-tubes, but rushed home and supplemented them with a fine array of other ingredients - some bird-eyes, a habanero or two, freshly juiced ginger, garlic, shallots.


Two challenges - keep it green, and avoid losing the wormwood scent. I tried to cook it only briefly, and threw in the strongly alcoholic extract at the last minute so it could boil off.

There is nothing wrong with an alcoholic sauce - it's just not what I was looking for.
As for the rest - I have to keep my secrets, of course. Though I can mention that my nose was nearly destroyed by a sudden burst of chilli fumes, and removing my contacts later in the evening was quite a shock!


So here it is.



Perhaps not as green as I would like - though when I sneaked a peek at a bottle of lurid green sauce in a local shop I couldn't help spotting the colourants in the ingredient list. Something I would not do. Now I just have to wait while it matures. Only then can the sampling begin. It may have worked, it may not. I really can't wait.

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