Vegetables heated through and barely, just barely cooked, and heated up with capsaicin of two types. This is my favorite thing again courgette, zucchini if you like, and yellow squash, with purple cabbage this time. Included in the oil is crushed garlic, a single crushed chile de arbol, and about 16 tiny fragments of that diced habanero I described earlier down there ↓ in the previous post. Now 16 tiny fragment of habanero chile pepper does not seem like a lot, but it is. It is enough to put you off chiles permanently if you are not ready for it. For that reason I would not even consider serving this to my family or any of my friends. To a person they are all Milquetoasts. That's right, I said it. Culinarily-speaking they are all pantywaists, pansies, plain vanillas, white bread, meat and potato types. Hamburger Helper® eaters. With potato flakes no less. They haven't an adventurous bone in their collective body. Even los quien mas macho de todos, culinario hablando. If you know what I mean. And now I'm getting sad all over again. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it!
But I sweetened up these vegetables, I did, because that is the kind of guy I am. I included two rounded tablespoons of apricot preserves because ... because ... because it seemed like a good idea at the moment. I think the idea came from awareness that Pennsylvania Dutch combine cabbage with bacon and cider vinegar and a touch of brown sugar. Or maybe I read it in a book. Maybe it bubbled up from my subconscious, if there is such a thing. Maybe in a moment of free-form thinking my mind disconnected and took flight across time and space and picked up a memory produced from a previous life. Maybe I'm full of shite.
I also added two measured tablespoons of cider vinegar, hey, I had the tablespoon right there in my hand from scooping out the apricot preserves so what the heck I used it, and now you can see oil + vinegar + sweetener = a pretty darn good dressing, eh wot?
Per usual, coarse highly mineralized gray sea salt and freshly cracked pepper.
Come on now, with all that goodness working together, reaching here, reaching there, but all in moderation it is quite impossible to go hugely wrong. And innit it purdy? It made my nose run.
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