{"id":1156,"date":"2008-09-02T09:41:00","date_gmt":"2008-09-02T09:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2008\/09\/02\/out-of-office-autoreply"},"modified":"2008-09-02T09:41:00","modified_gmt":"2008-09-02T09:41:00","slug":"out-of-office-autoreply","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2008\/09\/out-of-office-autoreply\/","title":{"rendered":"Out of Office AutoReply"},"content":{"rendered":"
Today I planned to give you a recipe for a roasted eggplant salad. It was kind of an Italian riff on ratatouille, only minus the tomatoes and plus a dressing of roasted garlic, balsamic vinegar, red wine vinegar, and olive oil. I found the recipe a handful of years ago in one of my cookbooks, made it a couple of times, and loved it. I was thrilled when I thought of it again last week, because it\u2019s the perfect thing for late summer, when the market tables are piled high with shiny-skinned eggplants and peppers.<\/p>\n
Unfortunately, however, when I made it this weekend, it was totally underwhelming. Actually, it was more than underwhelming: it bordered on painful. It was so aggressively vinegary that it singed my sinuses. It could probably be marketed, I think, as some sort of perverse aromatherapy \u2013 a new-age alternative, maybe, to smelling salts. I don\u2019t know what I was thinking when I made it before and ate it so happily, but on this go-round, my first thought was DEAR GOD, PLEASE SAVE MY MOUTH.<\/p>\n
So, needless to say, I am not going to tell you any more about that today. And I am so sorry, because this means that I have no new recipe to give you this week. As I type this, I am sitting on the floor of the Amsterdam airport, en route to France(!) for my first travel writing assignment(!!). I will be there for the next week, eating and drinking and feverishly taking notes, pinching myself at regular intervals to make sure that I am not in fact sitting at my desk in Seattle, imagining the whole thing. I will also be hoping that my sinuses soon recover sufficiently that I can actually smell and taste again. That would be really nice.<\/p>\n
But before I go, I would like to quickly call your attention to something that may actually be even more perfect for late summer than that eggplant salad. It\u2019s not a new <\/span>recipe, per se, but as these things go, it\u2019s only slightly used. It\u2019s the recipe for pomodori al forno<\/a> that ran with my column in the September issue of Bon App\u00e9tit<\/span>. I\u2019ve been meaning to call it to your attention for a couple of weeks now, ever since the magazine came out, and I figure that now is as good a time as any. Yes? I hate leaving you empty-handed.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n