or for an unknown reason, I woke up this morning firmly implanted in taste. I believe the first words my wife, “Do we have the cream?”. This conversation is obsessed with food, I dream of now!
It was morning. In the evening there was something in the store. I have my house, and there was this strange smell in the air I just could not take place. If the oil is rancid? Cream Gone Bad? If it’s not as bad as the potatoes in water, forget about overnight, but it has crossed my mind, too. This was not one of them. It was the Sunfeast Pasta! My daughter had a pasta sauce on your dinner package. Pity really … for me. I, of course, not enough time to think of him a meal. The transition from a baby food.
As children, he went to his meal, even though all of my gagging and make horrible grimaces … and obviously enjoyed. What children ever know? Huh.
Anyway, the breakfast was one of the easiest and best I have been the same. Looking in my fridge, I had the sour cream, that’s my dream, has ordered the honey and occupied the place of honor on my cabinet. Forward!
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
