I went pale. I just stood there like a statue, frozen. I heard a cry – a cry of agony, of defeat – Why, oh why? I hugged by son, so tightly, and whispered, “Sorry.”
He did not say a word. He was not angry with me. We both stared at the cluttered kitchen floor.
Hand of God
Diego Maradona may have scored that goal for Argentina in the Quarter Final of the 1986 FIFA World Cup in Mexico, but Nasifriet saved ONE bloody tomato from crushing to the kitchen floor. It was the “hand of God” that saved that ONE tomato 😉
By the way, better one than nothing at all!
“Son, you can have this good one. It’s yours” I said. Sadly, the rest had to be thrashed 😦
I knew he was very sad that all the four tomatoes could not be served at the table as planned that fateful day. Never mind the vultures. LOL!
“No worries, son. You’ll make these stuffed tomatoes again when we get back from the Provence. Okay?”
He was grinning from ear to ear, as if he had just got a set of the LEGO Black Pearl 😀
Once bitten, twice shy… and making it better
This idiom befits this post to a tee. The mistakes we learnt in the previous post would not be repeated – ever again. * Touch wood*
>>> Fastforward >>> By using the same ingredients, we altered and modified the appearance. My son was very excited.
Skinning the tomatoes
In the previous post, we left the skin of the tomatoes intact and micro waved them to soften the texture.
The second time round, I scored a cross on every tomato and dropped them into a pot of rapidly boiling water. For four tomatoes, I told my son to count up to 30 – in Dutch. “Een – twee – drie – vier- vijf – zes – zeven – acht – negen – tien – elf- twaalf – dertien – viertien – vijftien – zestien – zeventien – achttien – negentien – twintig – eenentwintig – tweeëntwintig – drieëntwintig – vierentwintig – vijfentwintig – zesentwinting – zevenentwintig -achtentwintig – negenentwintig – dertig.”
Then I fished the tomatoes out with a slotted spoon and immediately plunged them into a bowl of very cold water. This process stopped the tomatoes being cooked further. We don’t want mushy or furry tomatoes, do we?
While doing that, I told my son to scoop the tomatoes out one by one into another bowl. We needed four.
Peeling off the skin of the tomatoes worked like a charm!
The young Chef’s second attempt
This time, we kept the hoods of the tomatoes, as part and parcel of the presentation.
The ‘patriotic’ Chef (check out his T-shirt!) removing the seeds from the locular cavities of the tomatoes.
The Chef fitting the hood on every tomato, making believe he was in Legoland and stapling the hats of Jack Sparrow, Davy Jones, Blackbeard and Bootstrap Bill. LOL!
The Chef scooping the grey shrimp mix into the cavities of the four tomatoes.
Absolutely scrumptious! The best starter, ever *wink*
All’s well that ends well 😀