The fact that time is an athletic still baffles me. I can't seem to have a grasp of how this hidden dimension works.
One second you are doing this, the other second you are doing that, and when you lift your head to look at the clock or cast your eyes down at your watch, an hour is gone.
(Recipe taken from here)
At least, in the kitchen, I find a small pinch of certainty. When there is certainty, confidence ensues.
It is the moment in which one feels invincible.
Therefore, the tweaking in a recipe.
For this grilled snapper dish, I deliberately decided to cook the onions in white wine. This worked for me when I was making a chorizo chicken stew, so I am positive of the outcome.
The outcome made my taste buds nod in a silent approval. The flavor-enhanced onions paired up nicely with the rather crunchy but bland blanched long beans.
And thank god for Borlotti beans.
