Skip to main content

Bruschetta

I don't know if you know this, but I love to cook. Like, love to the point where I'm not allowed in the kitchen during exam season because it's too distracting. I suspect that it's got something to do with the fact that I love to eat, and if you want to eat food that you like, it tends to help if you know how to make it.

The real challenge with cooking isn't really the actual cooking - that's the easy part. No, the hard part is finding something to cook. The problem is that I have a device with internet access, and that means I have access to a virtually infinite recipe pool with recipes of widely varying quality. My solution to all this is to find people - YouTube chefs, Taste.com writers - whose recipes tend to turn out well. Of all the recipes I've pulled off the internet, though, my favourite has to be this one seriously excessive bruschetta recipe from Gennaro Contaldo.

Generic bruschetta for copyright reasons


The recipe is from a video on YouTube, and unfortunately, the actual measures that are used in the video aren't available. There isn't even a text recipe. Naturally, this annoyed me no end, so I sat down with the video and a notes app and transcribed the recipe, eyeballing the amounts when they weren't mentioned. I don't know if it's as good as the original, but here's the way I do it:

Ingredients:

6 slices of sourdough/baguette
12 large basil leaves
1 clove garlic

Roast tomatoes:

200g cherry tomatoes
3 cloves garlic, finely diced
1 chilli, sliced thinly
10-12 leaves fresh oregano, finely diced
1tbsp olive oil
pinch of salt
1/4tsp pepper

Cheese mixture:

25g ricotta
60g fresh buffalo mozzarella
1tbsp buffala liquid
1/8tsp pepper

Sun-dried tomato paste:

75g sun-dried tomatoes
pinch of salt
1/8tsp pepper
1/2 tbsp vinegar
2tbsp olive oil

Method:

Cheese mixture: 

1. Cream the buffalo mozzarella and the buffala liquid into a paste.
2. Add the ricotta, and pepper. Mix again.

Roast tomatoes:

1. Take the stems off the cherry tomatoes and spread them evenly on a baking tray.
2. Add the garlic, oregano, chilli, salt and pepper to the tomatoes.
3. Drizzle the tomatoes with olive oil, then put them in an oven at 220C for 5-8 minutes - long enough that the tomatoes become black in places.

Sun-dried tomato paste:

1. Put all the ingredients in a blender and blitz until you get a smooth paste

Building the bruschetta:

1. Toast the bread slices on a griddle pan, then rub them with a clove of garlic.
2. Drizzle olive oil on the bread.  Spread a teaspoon of sun-dried tomato paste on, then the cheese mixture. Place a couple of basil leaves on top, then the roasted tomatoes.

I know,  it seems more than a little excessive. Three types of cheese? Cherry tomatoes? Definitely not worth the effort, right? The funny thing, though, is that it is. For the hour and a half of work this takes to make, you get the most divine bruschetta you'll ever eat. The cherry tomatoes are almost sweet, and the chilli and basil absolutely make it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go convince Mom to let me make dinner...

P.S. For anyone that's interested, here's the original video: https://youtu.be/a0C7E6xE-0o

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Weighing In

Today, I'm writing about something I'm actually rather proud of. Today, I'm writing about my weight loss. Over the past ten months, I've lost 12 kilos.

My parents have been begging me to start exercising since eighth grade. When I was 13, they'd boot me out of the house every day at 5:00PM and make me go running. I hated it. I barely even bothered to run, let alone push myself or stick to a diet. I ate like a trash can, sat in front of the computer all day and did nothing at all about my rapidly swelling pot belly. By the time I'd turned 15, even Dad had given up any dreams of seeing me with a flat stomach. I'd trained myself to stop looking in the mirror, and I stayed out of pictures as much as possible.

Fast-forward to the present day: I weigh 69 kilos. My stomach has all but vanished. Looking in the mirror is a satisfying experience, and I even have some muscle on my arms. I can now fit in medium-size t-shirts, and whenever I wear my old jeans, I look li…

Exam Fever

As anyone currently in the twelfth will tell you, with varying levels of dismay, the final exams are right around the corner. Parents everywhere are seizing their children's phones and taking time off from work. Panicked screaming ensues at intervals.


I don't believe there's a person on the planet who genuinely enjoys exam season. Actually, I take that back - there's no one in India who enjoys exam season. Partially, I think this is our own fault. Exams are the most important things in an Indian student's life, so parents seem bent on bottling up all the worry and concern they have about their kid's education and allowing it to spew forth in a torrent of "No more video games!" and "Delete WhatsApp!" commands during the two months surrounding the exams. Small wonder, then, that at 17, I believe the purpose of exams is to seasonally blot the sunshine from otherwise happy lives.

This whole exam fever thing does have some upsides. Okay, one - it…

No Good Place To Do Mutra Visarjan In This Country...

At least, that's what Chatur Ramalingam seems to think. However, many of our fellow Indians seem to disagree with him. According to them, there are nothing BUT places to do mutra visarjan (for all you poor, masochistic folks - ah, I mean, non-movie-going folks - out there, mutra visarjan means urine expulsion). In case you haven't guessed already, we're going to be talking about one of India's most widely criticized and even more widely practiced issues - public urination.

I'm not exactly saying that it's our people's fault - I mean, come on, we have so much urine-related cultural history! Just in the past 50 years, we've had people who've used their urine for everything from watering plants to drinking it (I believe that some people also flush it down their toilets. How wasteful of them). Besides all the historical precedents, however, we also have some more practical reasons for peeing wherever and whenever we feel like.

If you've ever seen a …