Borscht, I've decided is an acquired taste. I varied the recipe, I posted earlier this month, a fair bit and I did have two helpings (my husband managed one), but you really have to like beets.
This is what I did:
1. I cut the ingredients back by a third - and still had enough to feed the Russian army.
2. I added the vegetables, in order, by the length of time it would take them to cook - I know that I am talking to a seasoned audience - no pun intended.
3. I used just one sausage (health reasons) or I would have used the whole recipe amount and then some.
4. I fried the sausage, onion and garlic and added a little of the tomatoes to the pan to use as a demi-glaze. I, then, added all of this to the pot, including the tomatoes.
5. Next, I added a sachet of beef stock . (I still felt that it needed something!)
6. I pureed everything.
7. It even sat in the fridge overnight!
8. I warmed it up the next day. This is beginning to sound like one of those Russian odysseys - War and Peace anyone? Finally, after ladling it into bowls, I added parsley and sour cream.
Maybe, if I were going to watch Dr, Zhivago, as well, I might have been able to say that it was Fantastic!! I guess I'll just have to try another recipe - 150 million people (pop. of Russia) can't be wrong - but then again maybe it's not about the Borscht.
The other day I saw a picture in the newspaper of a scene from Dr. Zhivago. There are few films that have really moved me - political ones always do, that's why I never watch them, because I would go to bed angry knowing I were helpless.
However, I watch the romances, the classics and I must say that Julie Christie and Omar Sharif are classic.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXAa0XaS6bs&NR=1 Here are some scenes you'll remember.
So too are Clark Gable and Vivian Leigh from Gone with the Wind and Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer from the Sound of Music. I was also thinking that I ought to re-read Wuthering Heights and perhaps watch Merle Oberon and Laurence Olivier again. I must be needing a shot of Heathcliff, as it were.
Fiction is the "virtual" of literature and film; it's our escape. I am working my way around the ins and outs of Facebook and I ran into a few glitches today so I guess, I was looking for a place to hide and these wonderful scenes passed through my mind.
Dinner? I have to redeem myself - I am looking for a good recipe for Beef Stroganoff . This one sounds easy and delicious. And I know that I have sour cream left over. Wow, I can't believe it - write a blog; eat better - who would have thought!