Around 2:00 yesterday afternoon I started making homemade spaghetti sauce. I blanched, peeled, seeded, juiced, chopped, cooked, blended, and cooked them some more. The day before I had put together my mirepoix. I was ready for some serious spaghetti sauce.
Around 7:00 last night I came to a conclusion: I had just wasted half of my day. I don't like this sauce. I'm guessing it's my tomatoes being the wrong variety for sauce or the fact that I simply prefer Ragu.
I followed the direction of another food blogger who had consulted The Silver Spoon, which is referred to as the Italian culinary bible, Mario Batali, Anne Burell, and Lidia Bastianich. She did her homework, I followed pretty much exactly everything she did, and I don't like the product.
I took the batch and divided up into portions for pizza sauce and stuck it into the freezer. I'm done with sauce. Unfortunately, my tomato plants are still cranking them out, so we're going to have a whole lotta pizza sauce around here!
It's Friday and tonight I may insist we take a family trip to the mall. (For those who don't know, Vaughn doesn't do well at the mall. It's pretty much torture for everyone involved. That's why I do so much shopping online.) The kids don't have clothes for these cooler temps and guessing sizes for them is impossible. I'm not looking forward to it, but it has to be done.
Have a good one!
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