Showing posts with label kale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kale. Show all posts

Ham and eggs, English muffin, kale in cream sauce


The kale, obdurate, excessively chewy, bitterly chlorophyl-concentrated,  unyielding, recalcitrant, fibrous noxious weed-like, an altogether unpleasant plant best used for curly decoration around the edges of serving trays, for consumption then is best handled beaten to submission.

The kale whisperer knows these tough large-leaf vegetable plants, kale, mustard plant, collard all cannot take the pressure.

Fifteen LBS pressure for one minute, just one minute, and they break right down and fold to mush, completely submitted and now available for dolling up in the directions of fat + sweet + sour, that is, butter and sugar and lemon, plus the regular things, salt, pepper, chile flakes, and cream to spread it all around, and since cream then nutmeg, and then for extra fortified body and boost, Parmigiano, king of all the hard cheeses. Ta-daaaa. Beaten, submitted, dolled up, made interesting, provided fake breasts.

Citrus is a delicate flavor and will not endure prolonged heat.

Cheese is processed food  and breaks down, separates, under prolonged heat.

Due to their delicate conditions, lemon and Parmigiano are held off to the end of bringing the plate together and those two things added to the kale with its cream off the heat. At each step of cooking the kale is taste-tested and it gets better and better with each addition but you do not really know the final excellence of it until the very end up to the point of plating.












Kale, cannellini beans


Dadgumit, I thought it was chard. Chard is better than this crap.


Beans already have arbol chile pods and if you bite off the tip of one of those cooked pods and chew it separately you go, "Wow, this is ace! I could do a whole thing based on this taste alone,"  and now the beans also have bacon. Tomato added last and not cooked. 

Feta cheese crumbled to impart...


...white dots!

Conclusion: too salty, kale -- ick, no me gusta.

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