As the pace of my life has slowed from frenetic to busy I have become aware of a slight dissatisfaction with the food styling biz that is turning into full-blown guilt. I’m starting to be a bit uncomfortable with my occasional role in making very bad for you food LOOK very good. There was a time when I was snarfing down nachos bell grande with the best of them. I used to be in a band and after our first week of serious touring I realized I would have to give the fast food a rest, because my tongue had swollen up to the size of a gym sock and taken on a blackish hue. All that to say I am not a purist or a natural born foodie. Unlike many of my friends, I woke up to the organic, fresh, local, mostly vegetarian-better-for-you-better-for-the-planet trend a little bit late. It’s not that I don’t get it. I really WANT to be a better consumer and I’m endlessly fascinated by other people’s quests and discoveries in this realm. A few weeks ago I was reading Barbara Kingsolver’s Animal Vegetable Miracle in bed flanked by a bag of extra cheesy Doritos and white “cheddar” encrusted popcorn. I was rapt!
“Oh Barbara! Will the disappearing heirloom breed of turkeys you so carefully raised from tiny peeping chicks be able to reproduce on their own???? WILL the eggs hatch into new precious babies that you can harvest next Thanksgiving? And tell me again about making your own cheese!!”
I can do that I thought to myself, between alternating handfuls of fake cheese bliss…..I WILL do that.
It’s just that I’m lazy and afraid of change. Maybe turkey rearing is too much to take on as my first act of eating responsibly? So much can go wrong in even the smallest attempts. What if I pick the one tomato in the farmer’s market that’s not organic? What if someone offers me a piece of feedlot beef at a BBQ and it smells really really good? What if I have an insatiable PMS related craving for cheese “flavored” food rather than cheese I’ve lovingly hand crafted from raw milk?
What I CAN do is go to a Farmer's Market once a week and purchase fresh local fare and cook with it. Simple enough. Here is my first attempt, beautiful sweet peppers.
photo by Renee Anjanette Kalmar
I made a quick pickle out of these beauties, then ate them all week long on sandwiches and in salads. So good!
Pickled Peppers
Ingredients
1 1/2 pounds sweet peppers, thinly sliced
4 shallots, thinly sliced
3 cups white wine vinegar
3/4 cups sugar
10 sprigs fresh thyme
8 garlic cloves, thinly sliced
1/2 teaspoon crushed red pepper
1/2 teaspoon salt
Preparation
Toss peppers and shallots together in a medium bowl, set aside. In a small saucepan, combine vinegar, sugar, thyme, garlic, crushed pepper, and salt. Over medium heat, stir mixture until sugar and salt dissolve. Pour hot brine over peppers and shallots and cover for ten minutes. Uncover and cool to room temperature. Divide evenly among four 16 ounce jars, adding a little water if necessary to cover peppers completely. Chill in fridge for five hours before first use. Can be kept in fridge up to ten days.
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