Jun 22, 2007 18:49
3 fresh tomatoes (look absolutely gorgeous when chopped)
one whole fresh chili.
lots of red on the wood of the chopping board. very sexual, very ripe-looking.
you can put your hand in it but do wash your hand to prevent chili-eye.
finely chopped red onions softening slowly in olive oil and the smoke alarm goes off.
and as the red vegetables are added and start to bubble, it's all one big embrace in the heat. flavour trying to hold itself together by hugging tighter and tighter until it becomes one hot, red entity.
more of the red - but this time purple-red like blood in veins, sapped of oxygen and thick - comes in little tablets, miniature kidneys extracted from some pygmy animalvegetable that mush down in the big mass-swelter until they are ready to burst inside their tightening skins. Only mouths can tell. and they sample and tell that this is good. a nod from the holder of the spoon, and addition of soya protein.
Tongues bitten from over-keen hunger or the vicious snap of the chili; a satisfied, warm ache.
I intend to stay out late tonight, i had to cook something substantial.
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