So humanodon posted this recipe a while ago and while it took me a little bit to work up the gumption, I have now worked up the gumption twice. I post this in order to recommend this magic sauce to anyone and everyone, and also to get some clarification on what, to be frank, is exactly the sort of loosey-goosey recipe that I tend to prefer. "Loosey-goosey" of course always has room for misinterpretation, and I'm curious how far off the mark I am.
So let's start with the tomatoes:
This particular batch was 4 lbs of the $2/lb heirlooms from the local farmer's market. Which means they were tiny, tough-skinned and not amenable to the above. Beefsteaks are easier. These, you throw in boiling water for like 30 seconds, then throw in cold water, then throw back in the boiling water, then throw back in the cold water, then hope you can peel them. Seed them? Naaah, fuck that. I take the stems out.
So here's a carrot (a red one, from Trader Joe's), a stalk of celery and half an onion. I grated them all. 'cuz you know what? Considering the goal is to reduce it pretty much to mush, I just hit it all with the microplane.
I have no idea what this means. Up in Washington basil makes a great hedge. The first time I made it I used a "trader Joe's load" of basil, and it was damn near pesto. This time I used two stalks.
The kind in a tube is like totally different stuff, and costs like $6 a tube. The kind in a can is 80 cents.
Note that here is why I love the fuck out of this spatula.
I once posted about it off-hand on Reddit and things went kind of nuts.
No idea how you get away with this, son. It's all going in eventually:
There's so much stuff in there that "reduction" is kind of ritual. By the time the tomatoes are in 3/4 of the bottle is in there just to get it going:
Full disclosure: violently allergic to bell peppers. Don't know why. There's two serranos in here that I got no probe with. The cheese rind? Hells yeah muthafucka.
FUCK YEAH TAKING CHILD TO BEACH
('cuz we can do that in December 'round here)
It's been two hours, yo, and that shit be broken DOWN!
Unfortunately I forgot the lemon. I know! In California, no less! So I zested a mandarin orange into it. DO NOT DO THIS unless you want your spaghetti sauce to taste orange-flavored. Which was kind of awesome but also kind of weird.
Oh, wait, what was that?
WTF? this is tomorrow sauce? Naaah. Ain't havin' it. We're cooking that shit another hour and putting it on pasta. Now, I know I should probably make thenewgreen's magical all-day meatballs but I've got five chickens worth of deboned chickens (yay cooking show food challenges) that I have long since ground. So let's add 2 lbs ground chicken:
And, you know, some dried oregano and garlic and shit.
Mangia!
So okay. That's what happens when you've got a loosey-goosey recipe interpreted in a loosier-goosier-way. Note that it sure hasn't turned into "sauce" it's more sort of a liquidy chili. That tastes of oranges. But is still totally f'ing delicious. Give it a shot. It's empowering to not open a jar.
Start to finish: 5 hrs
Active time: 1hr and hot damn it's active. Blanching the tomatoes and grating and frying and stuff is substantially more intense than making toffee. A lot less error-prone, though.
Cost: $8 tomatoes, $2 basil, $whatever chicken, $1 tomato paste, $negligible other stuff, good for six adult-sized portions (that's three meals for two people).