I've finally figured out what cookbook I can write: The Grand Olde Book of Puréed and Other Soft Foods. Think of the readership: people with sore throats, sore teeth, no teeth, people with an aversion to chewing, babies. It's been 4 days since a gum graft has forced me to eat nothing but and I'm just hitting my stride in the innovation department.
Soups are great, sure, but boring after a while. Friday night I scrambled some eggs, mounded them into a bowl of tomato soup and covered the whole affair with aged cheddar. Delicious. Yesterday we came upon a hot cart selling scalloped potatoes. Mmmm. Last night I was testing recipes for MY NEW JOB and I discovered that buttery flakes of black cod slip down quite easily - no chewing required. The gorgeous fish is set over white beans hit with Pastis and hazelnut oil (so weird, so good!) so here I am, mouth shattered from surgery yet eating about the most gourmet meal my little kitchen has yet produced.
Soups are great, sure, but boring after a while. Friday night I scrambled some eggs, mounded them into a bowl of tomato soup and covered the whole affair with aged cheddar. Delicious. Yesterday we came upon a hot cart selling scalloped potatoes. Mmmm. Last night I was testing recipes for MY NEW JOB and I discovered that buttery flakes of black cod slip down quite easily - no chewing required. The gorgeous fish is set over white beans hit with Pastis and hazelnut oil (so weird, so good!) so here I am, mouth shattered from surgery yet eating about the most gourmet meal my little kitchen has yet produced.
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