Hot Sauce

Warning: Do not consume this by sticking a large spoon in it, wondering if it’s spicy, and choosing to swallow.

I am addicted to hot sauce. In an “I can’t get enough, I don’t care if this burns a whole in my stomach” kind of way.

My daily cravings are to the point now that I can no longer eat certain foods without it. Namely, pizza, eggs, and anything that has a remote association with a burrito- including their little sister taco and their cousin nacho(s).

In my beginning stages as a hot sauce consumer, I had little understanding of spending hot sauce wisely. Just wildly shaking the liquid over food- no matter the brand, type, or ratio of sauce-to-substance-was my preferred method. But as my spicy palette developed, I realized that there was an art to the hot sauce shake- and to which brands worked best where.

And because I hope that you too will join me in loving hot sauce, I have compiled a list of my top 5 favorite hot sauces and their perfect mates.

1. Tacos, burritos, nachos, enchiladas, salsa- Tabasco Green Jalepeno

2. Eggs: scrambled, deviled, fried- Cholula or Cholula Chili Garlic

3. Pizza or gumbo- Frank’s Red Hot original

4. Added to Salsa- Tropical hot sauces with a floral undertone (Miss Hattie’s Red Hot Sauce) or Tabasco Chipotle

5. Thai spicy noodles, fried rice, black beans, soups- Sriracha (Also known as “Rooster Sauce”)

Extra tip: Please combine Sriracha with mayonnaise and dip french fries in it. You will not regret it.

This brings me to what can only be described as an epiphany in my hot sauce journey. In a recent issue of my favorite foodie magazine, I came across a recipe for homemade hot sauce. “WHAT!” (me almost jumping out of my chair). “I CANT MAKE THIS AT HOME?!!”””

Why this thought never struck me probably had something to do with the fact that whenever I eat something delicious covered in hot sauce I tend to loose track of space and time.

So I meandered down to the farmer’s market, picked up some green peppers that a very nice farmer selling them told me were “perrty spici” and went to work. I wish I could remember the names of these peppers, because they were delicious and  original and had a powerful bite- but like any good writer, I made a note in my mind to write down the name of them when I got home and promptly forgot.

When in doubt, seed-it-out. (This helps down-scale the spiciness.)

I followed the recipe exactly (Well, sort-of. Do you own a fine-mesh sieve? Who owns a fine-mesh sieve? What even is a fine-mesh sieve?) I let the peppers spend a day fermenting in a Ball jar. Then I added vinegar and let them marinate in the jar some more. Six days later, voila! My own hot sauce! Well, it actually turned out more like pureed hot pepper sauce. Because I do not own the previously mentioned fine-mesh sieve, seeds and larger bits stayed in my jar. I think they added character.

You know what?  Maybe it was the week-long effort clouding my vision, but mine tasted pretty good: spicy and acidic, with a sweet kick towards the finish. It wasn’t nearly as good as Cholula, Sriracha, or Frank’s, and not quite as green as the sauce picture I saw in the article.

But would I do try making it again? Maybe. And next time I would remember the name of the peppers.

WHAT YOU NEED

  • 1 pound stemmed fresh chiles (such as jalapeño, serrano, Fresno, or habanero; use one variety or mix and match)
  • 2 tablespoons kosher salt
  • 1 1/2 cups distilled white vinegar

WHAT YOU DO

  • Pulse chiles and kosher salt in a food processor until a coarse purée forms. Transfer to a 1-qt. glass jar, loosely screw on lid, and let stand at room temperature for 12 hours to ferment slightly.
  • Stir in vinegar and loosely screw on lid. Let chile mixture stand at room temperature for at least 1 day and up to 7 days. (Taste it daily; the longer it sits, the deeper the flavor becomes. I believe I let mine sit for six days.)

Purée mixture in a food processor or blender until smooth, about 1 minute. Place a fine-mesh sieve inside a funnel. Strain mixture through sieve into a clean glass bottle. (Hot sauce will become thinner and may separate after you strain it; shake vigorously before each use.) DO AHEAD: Can be made up to 4 months ahead. Keep refrigerated.

An Orange Beach Vacation

Joe Patti’s is technically in Pensacola; but it was so wonderful, it felt like it was in Alabama.

A week spent at the beach is one of the joys of summer.

Especially when it is over 100 degrees in every other city in Alabama. But-in this oasis, at the beach- the breeze from the bay makes it feel at least like 80. And that, in the middle of a sweltering July summer, is a gift my friends.

Also a gift is the chance to spend time with my sweet family and eat local seafood. Below is my visual history of the best places to eat- and kill a crab- in the true home of the South’s finest, Orange Beach.

These pickles are cornmeal-encrusted and fried to golden crispness. This is one of those things that you must-eat-and-will-thank-me-(profusely)-later for.
Shrimp in a honey truffle glaze alongside haricot verts and creamy parmesan risotto.
These beauties were caught in old-school crab traps and boiled at the most happening beach house on the bay. (Alliteration, what?)

And just for fun, because texting and driving officially became illegal in my home state, I thought this sign was hilarious.

If you ever see a lobster wearing a bib waving silverware at you, run in the opposite direction.

Sunday B.L.T.s

Teenage mutant ninja tomatoes

My Sunday began with the largest tomato I have ever seen (posted above).

And that got me thinking. Fresh tomatoes are one of summer’s finest blessings. And when that perfect, succulent tomato meets icy lettuce, pan-fried, uncured bacon, mayonnaise and crunchy toast- bliss.

It was high time for a BLT.

When selecting your ingredients for a B.L.T. (for those of you unschooled in food acronyms, this stands for Bacon, Lettuce, and Tomato placed upon each other in a sandwich), please, please, please do not skimp on ingredients. For me, that means using the fancy bacon (which also implies not purchasing the brand that builds hot dog vehicles); fresh, homegrown tomatoes purchased from your farmer’s market or picked from your garden; and quality lettuce. I used spring mix here because I like the mix of spiciness you get from that mix of greens. But iceberg would do just fine.

Oh, and please put mayonnaise on your BLT. If you do not like mayonnaise, you are allowed to use mustard. My great friend and fellow blogger Melissa loves mustard, and so she uses that. I will allow her this because I tried it and it is delicious. But to my credit, I did have a mayonnaise base:)

And the best thing about a BLT is the first bite. The tomato juice sweetly oozes- the salty bacon crumbles, and the toasty bread supports it all in one fell, mayonnaise-laced swoop.

It’s a beautiful moment, biting into a BLT. And, we didn’t even have to turn on the oven.

My friend Melissa and I prepped to chow down.
I think tomatoes are God’s proof that He loves us and wants us to be happy.
This photo was hard to take because this BLT was waiting for me to eat it.

Knoxville Eats

The view from the inside of a Tomato Head.

I luvvvvvv travel-planning.

Especially when it involves food and visiting my sister.

I am a bit obsessed with the idea of a perfect trip. My heart palpitates at the thought of missing that special something that all of the locals know about; I get sweaty palms when I think about NOT going to the local farmer’s market or trying every single flavor of organic goat cheese; I get chills thinking about all the fun we could have if we would just stay on schedule!

However, not everyone is like me. This past weekend I got to spend two glorious days with my very own sister (whose nickname(s) will not be announced on this blog due to the fact that I am trying to be a good person, but could be listed if said person was to blackmail the other person with how many cupcakes and kettle corn I ate on Saturday night). Because she is so nice, she allowed me to cart us around to every place my heart desired (ok, planned to visit). As you know, girls do have to eat, so it was our privilege to combine this eating adventure with blog research. Which had to, of course, include mandatory restaurant visits.

Friday night was Cafe 4– a hip, beautiful, wood-hewn establishment with a fantastic menu. For our appetizer, we had parmesan-truffle fries with truffle aoili. Needless to say, this kicked our weekend-of-eating off to a glorious start.

I love the one glorious french fry, proudly standing tall at the top of this photo. We all should be so excited to be that delicious.

The next morning was a buttery, chocolate croissant and cafe au lait at The French Market Creperie and then on to the Knoxville Farmer’s Market, which included medieval swordsmanship, corn dogs, kettle corn, and milk shots. You can probably guess which of the above events got most of our attention.

This made me want to go to France. ASAP.

Next was lunch at Tomato Head, a vegan foodie’s dream. I had the “Roger Roger”- a layering of hummus, fresh spinach, baked tofu, banana, red, and green peppers, green olives, and montery jack cheese. It was delicious and light- perfect for hte 80+ degree heat. And did I mention my sister’s AC broke on Friday night? Whole other story.

I have never had good tofu until this sandwich. Thank you Tomato Head.

Dinner was Sergeant Pepperoni’s. This was the best pizza I have had in a long time, and a perfect ending after a day of hard exercise (walking) and heat (ok, some of you probably don’t sympahthize here). The “Pop-Eye”
(I am sensing a spinach theme…):

Spinach, bacon, pepperoni, cheese, and garlic. Salty perfection.

Finally, after a much deserved rest period, Magpies Bakery cupcakes for dessert. I will not tell you how many total of these I ate, but they were mini’s so it doesn’t really count. I think it just added up to one normal cupcake. Right. Anyway, the flavor of the week was “banana puddin’,” but the chocolate apricot-a rich and creamy chocolate cake with a tart apricot filling-was mouthwateringly wonderful.

A sampling of the cupcakes that were consumed. There may or may not already be one missing from that container.

 

I hope that you too will be able to visit and enjoy all of the food and culture in Knoxville, TN. And I’d love to hear about it in a post or two…or three (well, at least as many posts as cupcakes as I ate).