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Flames in My Pasta

Tonight I made whole wheat pasta with Barbara Kafka’s Fried Peppers and Tomatoes, along with some focaccia. It was good that I made the bread, because the sauce was so hot (jalapeno hot, not Fahrenheit hot) that my son and my nephew were barely able to eat it. It was good, but it was really spicy. Maybe I used the wrong kind of peppers – the recipe says “hot green peppers (about 4-5 inches long)” which sounds like jalapenos to me, so that’s what I used. Also, Ms. Kafka does use the adjective “sinus-clearing.” Anyway, with apologies to Carly Simon (in the unlikely event that she is reading my blog) I later found myself singing “I had some dreams, they were flames in my pasta, flames in my pasta, ’cause/You’re so vain….”

Try the recipe, but I’m telling you right now that if you are cooking for children, the ulcer-prone, or other innocents, you should seriously consider reducing the quantity of hot peppers and increasing the number of frying peppers and/or tomatoes. I would also probably cut up the hot peppers, at least a little bit, the next time; the recipe calls for no reduction in size other than stemming them, and it took a long time for them to cook compared to the quartered frying peppers.


About imagineannie

I feel like I'm fifteen - does that count? I'm lots of things, I get paid to be the Managing Editor for a local news publication, and I love my job. I am also inordinately fond of reading, animals (I have four), elephants, owls, hedgehogs writing, tramping in the woods, cooking India, Ireland, England, avocado toast, Sherlock Holmes, Harry Potter, Little Women, Fun Home, Lumber Janes, Fangirl, magic, Neil Gaiman, Jane Austen, YA books, not YA books, classical music, Salinger (OMG SALINGER), Brahms, key lime pie, indie music, podcasts, sleeping in, road trips, marmalade, museums, bookstores, the Oxford comma, BBC, The Miss Fisher Mysteries, birdwatching, seashells, kombucha, and stickers. Not a huge fan of chewing gum, jazz, trucker hats or dystopian and/or post-apolcalyptic fiction (but I'll try anything).

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