Pimentón

What are your thoughts on smoked pimentón? I think it is totally fabulous and since using it in last night's dinner, am on a new tear to incorporate it into more recipes and meals. For those of you not familiar with it, a quick 101...

Simply put, paprika is a familiar spice made from dried red bell and chili peppers. Pimentón, also known as Spanish paprika, can be sweet, hot/spicy, or smoked (each made from different sorts of peppers), and is a critical component of Spanish culinary traditions. Hungarian food also utilizes quite a bit of paprika, most often the sweet and hot varieties, and those are wonderful in their own rights. However, smoked pimentón lends such a unique and aromatic depth of flavor to whatever it's added, and as such, it's my favorite. You always know when pimentón is present. Last night's recipe called for stirring it and cumin seeds into sauteed garlic and onions which were still over high heat, and as soon as the red powder hit the skillet, the aroma shuttle had lift-off. We had some really great country bread from Bonaparte (fab French outpost at a local farmers market (FM), and a cafe in Georgetown) which we thickly sliced, dunked in hot olive oil and then peppered with pimentón, no pun intended. Friends, this was enough to render me speechless. Holy s&*))&t!

You know what else Spain does well? Potatoes! Tortilla española! Potatoes in garlic aioli! Patatas bravas! All are dishes I could literally eat every day. I don't, but I could. Tonight, however, we're going to have some hot oven-roasted potatoes (gorgeous little spuds I bought yesterday at the FM) with olive oil, garlic and pimentón to kick off our Meatless Monday meal. I can hardly wait; my mouth is watering.

Next time you're at a market with a good selection of spices, get yourself a little canister of this stuff. You won't be sorry.

Mulish Monday

Readers, I am feeling rather stifled and blah today. Anyone else in the DC-area get stuck in the traffic-from-hell on Wisconsin? Gawd, that did not help things. When pretty much everything about a highly-trafficked street is upended and construction vehicles are everywhere, perhaps it's worth it to pay extra for after-hours work on behalf of the mental well-being of your citizens.Oliver is such a hoot, but today has not been rich in the intellectual realm. At one point he averred, "poop really stinks and it sticks to your butt." So true but really, I'm still the one in charge of wiping and de-sticking that stuff so feel I've got the lousier end of the stick.

All I could then think to do was make lemon curd. It is such a perfect, scrumptious substance! Aah...