Poppers:
Or their more formal name: Mini Souffles.
or Poppers as I like to call them.
They look so beautiful, like hot air balloons, the minute they come out of the oven. But within seconds they deflate, leaving you to think that their goodness has just gone up in a whispering smoke.Thankfully, not the case. The taste is ever present, the texture a creamy deliciousness.
Put 12 fresh eggs in a mixer,
Add salt to taste,
Chop in fourths roasted red pepper,
A couple of tablespoons of tomato sauce, onion, and celery.
A healthy pinch of thyme.
Three Pepper Aperitifs
Three Peppers Savory Crunch, perfect beginning to lunch.
Grill lightly slices of a baguette. Bite size saves on washes up.
Saute chopped yellow, red, green and why not orange, if you have it, peppers. With a pour of olive oil, crushed garlic, a pinch of mustard seed and red onion.
When lightly golden yet with crunch factor intake, add cracked black pepper.
Spoon loving blobs on each little toast.
Sacha is home.
He is downstairs as I type.
As I was typing I heard a cracking sound, a breaking sound and then utter silence.
I do not want to say, "What happened?" I do not want to ask, "What broke?" Instead I am sitting, wondering… waiting… imagining Sacha trying to put Humpty back together again.
I guess I better go downstairs and investigate. Dread.
French Husband and Sacha.
1992
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Sacha claims nothing broke. I guess it was a ghost or something. Odd.
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