I have a friend who refers to herself as a ‘low-taster’. Based on other statements she has made, I think that by ‘low-taster’ she means that she doesn’t have a sophisticated palate for food. That she has always been satisfied with food that is on the bland side of things. She is trying to mend her ways, branching out with her cooking and ingredients. Searching for opportunities to try new recipes.
On the flip side, she calls me a ‘high-taster’. I think by this she meant that I love food, and have a broader understanding of what foods are out there. Hmm. If that is indeed what she means, I think I’ll take that as a compliment! However she intended her label for me, I really do have a love for foods with a ton of flavor! I mean, A TON!! I like cheese that makes my tongue feel alive! I like caramel that actually tastes like caramel, not just sugar. I like things with complex flavor. Layered flavors. I like spice. And herb. And salt. And fat. I know fat doesn’t have a taste, but it sure has a feel. And you can’t replicate it. Not useless, wasteful fat, but fat that counts. Just a little can make such a difference. I definitely go for quality over quantity.
I have another friend. One who’s taste buds are more in line with my own. One who endures having a family who are ‘low-tasters’. She rarely gets a chance to indulge in the type of food that makes her tastebuds sing. So she brings awesome stuff to our girls night’s. Where she knows her ‘high-tasting’ offerings will be uber-appreciated.
And man did I.
The day she brought this to my house to eat.
It’s flavor packed to crazy amounts! I loved the balance of flavors. So much. I savored the flavors. Rolled my eyes a bit. Made sounds. Yum.
Now I know it’s the middle of winter, and I know good tomatoes are scarce as hen’s teeth, but try your best to find some tomatoes with some flavor. If not possible with fresh, you will actually be better off using canned diced tomatoes, and draining the juice off really well. It’s seriously better than using tasteless tomatoes.
And then promise me one thing.
When the end of summer comes, you will march on down to the farmers market and buy some heirloom ‘maters and make this again. You’ll go nuts with the result. Amazing!