Today we wrestled with a problem we quickly discovered will dog us for the next few weeks: most canned food is textureless, and eating textureless food for days makes you sad.
I (Piers) attempted refried beans with crisp slices of onion and a handful of crushed tortilla chips. This packed quite a crunch, and though I perhaps spiced the dish excessively, it went down pretty well.
For desert we had agèd bananas fried with chili powder. To achieve a properly agèd banana, you'll want to spend several days inadvertently bruising the banana, to the extent that pulverized banana begins to ooze from a rent in the peel. When the stuff around them starts getting sticky, you'll know you're in business. I fried these bananas in a bit of oil until they developed a sweet and savory caramelized skin.
"They stuck in your teeth a little bit," Bennett says, "but they were good."
"They were good," Nick agrees.
"Yeah, I'd eat them again," Clement says.
Perhaps he will; only the river can say.
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