“Sod the wine, I want to suck on the writing. This man White is an instinctive writer, bloody rare to find one who actually pulls it off, as in still gets a meaning across with concision. Sharp arbitrage of speed and risk, closest thing I can think of to Cicero’s ‘motus continuum animi.’

Probably takes a drink or two to connect like that: he literally paints his senses on the page.”


DBC Pierre (Vernon God Little, Ludmila’s Broken English, Lights Out In Wonderland ... Winner: Booker prize; Whitbread prize; Bollinger Wodehouse Everyman prize; James Joyce Award from the Literary & Historical Society of University College Dublin)


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04 April 2012

AGENT ORANGE: THE 2012 CHILLI PASTE


Bhut jolokia (the Ghost), with Scottish Bonnets, Habanero (two sorts), various types of Bird's Eyes and whatever, plus as many types of fresh garlic as you can get, barring that execrable crap from China ... 

 















... shred em in the blender ... 
 
... garlic, rock salt, black pepper and your chillies ...

... in the pan with high acid olive oil until the garlic chips burnish up and the chilli begins to caramelise - it'll begin to smell slightly less abrasive, but don't overcook it ... it still needs some vaguely crunchy bits ...

  ... one cup of pickled turmeric roots and back in the blender together - like my black gizzards are the blender ... it is friggin HOT ...

 


 ... after you've covered it in oil, let the blended paste cool and settle for a few hours before bottling ... if you can't keep it in the fridge, you'll be safer pasteurising the paste after bottling ... a small jar lasts a long time ... call me ... only joking ... photos of Whitey and turmeric by the grower of these chillies, Annika Berlingieri (pictured) the wood oven pizza Satanika/St Annika of Settlement Wines ... all other photos by Philip White (thanks Struick for the St Petersberg Museum shirt)  ... the chilli paste recipe is an evolving thing coming like a soprano sax solo from unthinking lungs  ...  every photograph natural light ... and the paste?  Half life 1.6 trillion years? 
 










2 comments:

Bruce Rimstone said...

How did you go with the Trinidad Scorpion, you crazy bastard?

Philip White said...

Once you reach the nether regions beyond 1,000,000 Scoville units, everything gets a bit blurry. I can't detect any change in heat between my paste and the Scorpion, but an impressive brute it is: like the Ghost and the Habanero, it's full of extreme vanillins, like Jackfruit and Durian.