During the
years I have been tasting and testing things if they would fit my taste.
Some odd
and off things came to pass, and learned a few things for sure.
One of the
cuisines I like most, is the Belgium one, for sure.
Not right
simple, they seem to give ingredients the time to develop into a great food
with real taste.
Slow
cooking maybe, these people have great palate, and keep it simple.
Keeping it
simple, as in not combining too many tastes and herbs, they can cook for sure.
Their ham
is superb, both natural cured as well as their smoked ham.
Their
cheeses are out of the world, made by trappists at times, the same that make
lovely beer.
Once I
bought a Jerommeke or Petit Munster Géromé, good bloody grief that is a cheese
one can smell a good mile away.
When I got
myself over the smell off it I tasted the cheese, wow.
A mouth-watering
experience that even makes me hungry right now, the taste lingers on in your
mouth even after a good sip of Trappist beer.
Even my then
7 year old son loved the taste of it!
Strong and harsh
maybe in taste, one can taste the rich cream and perfect milk coming from the
Vosges.
I wouldn’t
eat it again, if not accompanied with a good Belgium Trappist beer, where a
monk took all the time to make it as perfect as it can be.
Now whilst
the Belgium women may not the most beautiful women in the world (well a few exceptions
here and there!), they do however make up for that with the food they make and
more!
I would
fall in love with a woman that cooks like they do.
Their Carbonade flamande is superb, their salads are great, and their dried sausages and hams
are like no other.
Do Belgium’s
have more time then we do?
Good taste
is a bit of a curse for sure, believe me.
Having a
good taste, or palate, that develops over the years is great in some aspects.
Not all the
time though, as I do taste almost anything wrong and it is hard for me to
compliment a chef.
Vegetables,
for sure I love them, but I can taste if they use seaweed fertilizer or fish
bone meal to them.
And once
eaten Heirloom carrots and beetroot, I can’t get used to the “normal” ones
again.
I even can
taste if peanuts are a bit old, as I do with walnuts or hazelnuts.
So, if
anybody puts some cheaper nuts on the table with a beer, I normally take just
one handful and feel embarrassed as I want to throw them away.
Or hide
them under the carpet once tasted.
Same as
when I am cooking myself, I really have to learn to stay away and not add
something else, again. . . .
About nuts
and all, something I noticed was that nuts seem to be rawer lately, discarded the
thought as I thought it was just me.
So I told
my wife a year ago not to buy me peanuts any more. And told her that I thought
they were rawer lately, she didn’t notice she said.
Now a week
ago I found some French peanuts in a sale at a shop
I just had
to buy one bag to taste even if they were cheap as dirt.
Being Dutch and all. . .
So tasted
them, and they were great, tender, soft almost.
This is a
taste I remembered; from the times I loved to eat peanuts, which I almost don’t
anymore.
I had the misses’
taste as well, and now she does agree, they are rawer then before.
We got back
at the shop, and bought 40 odd packages. . .
Now, peanut
butter seems to be dryer lately, containing less oil. No worries, I just add a
spoon of sambal and eat that on a sandwich.
But now with
the nuts, I got an idea.
Are the
nutty companies going green like I do in my chilli blog?
If they do
it this way by saving energy serving their nuts rawer,
don’t, as
they taste like . . . . . .
Ok, rant
over, I’ll get my coat.
Yours truly,
Yours truly,
Bart J. Meijer
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