Nothing ambitious, a pint jar of end-of-season freebie CSA turnips. I followed the simple (generic) instructions in my new book and it was a breeze. I have been compulsive about releasing the CO2 (a must during the first few days to avoid liquid overflow/jar explosion). I am already thinking I'd like to go the crock method, but the crocks I have are too big or too small.
Isn't it pretty?
Whenever I have Japanese eggplant in the crisper, I think of my grandmother and the amazing Japanese eggplant she would cook up for me straight from her Yokohama garden. I have yet to replicate the distinct deliciousness of her dish. And I doubt I ever will. But, I do love trying, if only to be with her memory.
I saw Vinny yesterday. My shoulders/upper back were so tight. But, I was feeling up, on the other side of all the chaos. Coincidentally, or not, I had a hormonal surge last night which had me chowing on popcorn (salt and oil) and then dark chocolate (which tasted...gross?!?) while watching some episodes of Weeds (a show I have mixed feelings about).
This morning, I wanted coffee more than food (what?!?) I did eat, though. I patiently sautéed garlic and Japanese eggplant in olive oil (while drinking my current fave coffee) and then surprised myself by realizing what I really wanted to eat with the eggplant was rice with nama tamago (raw egg mixed with soy sauce). I haven't had this in awhile since I very rarely eat rice anymore.
It was a simple and satisfying meal.
