This is the woeful tale of a day in the kitchen with a recipe that called for, among other things, sun dried tomatoes, fish broth and red wine.
I like to think of myself as a cook, though I cannot convince many others of that fact, but had not encountered sun dried tomatoes before. I had plenty of tomatoes growing in my little garden, and as hot as it was, there were a few on the vine that were almost dried already due to a little neglect on my part.
Needless to say, after baking them to a crisp, which didn’t work, and microwaving them into oblivion,
another disaster, (they explode!) the recipe was a complete failure. ...Oh, and a little touch of advice-
Sardines and a little water twirled in the blender does NOT make a satisfactory fish broth!
However, the wine, which I began sipping when the first troubles arose, led me to some very poor decision making.
I am not a very good drinker, a “Cheap Drunk” I believe it is called, and by the end of the day, a salami sandwich and a pickle was my fare.
I know NOW you can buy sun dried tomatoes in the store, but I will never partake of that particular recipe, or that particular wine again.