If today’s posts have a theme, the theme is “disappointment.” This was (mostly) a weekend of bad eating. It culminated tonight when I attempted an Orzo recipe from last month’s Bon Apetit. I’m sure, if you wanted, you could find that recipe on Epicurious. But why would you want to? Because it looks pretty?
Well you remember the pretty girl from high school? The one without a soul? That’s this orzo. It’s soulless and empty and I hate that I spent hours making it.
Ok, there were lots of steps but it wasn’t as bad as I’m making it sound. Sure, I had to peel and slice up ginger:
I had to bring it to a boil in oil:
I let it fall to room temperature and then poured it into a jar:
The jar went into the refrigerator for one hour.
Meanwhile, I chopped up some dried apricots, green onions, and cilantro:
I cooked the Orzo: (actually, this was Riso pasta–an acceptable alternative, according to the recipe):
Toasted my pistachios:
Strained the ginger oil:
And then assembled the Orzo salad you see at the top of this post. You mix the pasta with the onions, cilantro, apricots and pistachios. You pour some ginger oil into a bowl with lemon juice and dried Coriander and whisk that together. You pour it on the Orzo. You season to taste…
And when you taste you hit yourself on the head and you say, “I spent two hours waiting for this?” Then, after eating a bowl, you have the joyous task of cleaning it up.
Forgive my lack of pep when I say: sometimes cooking isn’t fun!