I have been viciously attacked in my asparagus risotto post by some who’ve critiqued my technique (even though it’s not my technique, it’s Rose Gray’s technique) and the “baby diaper-ish” quality of the end product. Inkadinkadoo (who has “doo” in his/her name) writes: “Some of those pix look like stills from ‘The Exorcist’ puke scene.” James Kew’s linkblog linked to my post with this comment: “Adam’s not afraid to post his flops, but this is the first one, I think, where he counts a recipe as a success while his commenters howl failure.”
The thing of it is, I’ve made many things in the past that look like vomit and/or feces that tasted delicious. Like the last time I made risotto, for example:
Or the time I made Jacques Torres’s chocolate mudslide cookies:
Sure, it looks kind of nasty, but it tasted delicious.
And then there was the time I made this cake, which looks rather innocuous:
but it tasted like vomit because it had ricotta cheese in it.
So in conclusion, some things in this world look fine and taste like vomit. Other things look like vomit and taste great. Asparagus risotto is one of those things. Don’t knock it ’til you try it!