Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Now With No Fingerprints

I just burned the tips of my pointer finger and thumb when I stupidly picked up the lid to my casserole dish pot thing, after it had been in the over at 425 f for like 45 minutes. Now there is this fascinating feeling on both tips---the skin is very tight, like it shrank from the heat, and it also hurts, which is obviously the more obvious feeling to have. Insde the orange le cruset casserole pot was a very delicious eggplant bake that I made up, which was, to some degree, like lasagna without the noodles. And who needs noodles? I layered sauteed onions and mushrooms, sliced eggplant, kale, sliced mozzerella, finely grated ricotta salata (yum), and a sauce that I made from reconstituted dried tomatoes from Jason's mom's garden, roasted red peppers, almonds, roasted garlic, and olive oil. Then I baked the shit out of it and it baked and baked and got all bubbly and good and then I burned my fingers and it's actually totally fine, it's just that the burned tips make typing kind of hard. So I'll stop.