Our neighbor had to go to a wedding in Scotland. As they were going to be gone for a few weeks, the poor folks had to find a home for.some smoked salmon that wouldn’t keep.
Being a good neighbor, I volunteered.
It was what we aficionados refer to as ‘ends’. I buy the same thing.
When one is presenting a plate of paper thin, sliced smoked salmon one buys paper thin slice smoked salmon – and pays accordingly.
When one is making a risotto or pasta dish one buys ‘ends’. They’re the bits that get leftover after all the perfect slices are packaged. They taste equally wonderful and the cost is significantly less.
I had just enough for a pizza.
Once again I used the yellow, Ananas, tomatoes
Smoke Salmon Pizza
Total time: 40 minutes
- 1 sheet of pizza dough
- 4 large shallots, thinly sliced
- 1 tbs olive oil
- 4oz (120gr) smoked salmon, torn into pieces
- 1/3 cup sliced green olives
- 2 – 3 large tomatoes, very thinly sliced
- 4oz (120gr) sliced goat cheese, cut into smallish pieces
- 1/2 tsp dill weed
- 1/2 tsp oregano
- Lay the dough out on a baking sheet or pizza pan.
- Sauté the shallots in olive oil over medium heat until nicely browned. Remove from heat.
- Arrange the tomato slices on the crust.
- Spread the shallots evenly over the tomatoes.
- Top with the smoked salmon, olives and herbs.
- Arrange the cheese over all.
- Bake in a preheated oven, 400F (200C) for 12 – 15 minutes, or until crust and top are golden.
After learning that the hurricane in Puerto Rico really wasn’t so bad and that hotel security is going to be improved I really have nothing to say.
So I’ll just leave you with some pretty flowers.
These fall crocus pop up every year under the fig trees.
And every year I’m surprised. One just doesn’t expect pretty yellow flowers this time of year.
That’s the fallen fig tree in the background…. Fortunately, it didn’t damage the croci.
On the other hand one does expect the brilliant scarlet of the sumac.
It’s just starting to turn colors.
We have a bench on our front lawn. Every late afternoon, after I walk and feed the dogs, we (the dogs and I) sit outside for a few minutes and enjoy the late sun filtering through the leaves.
I only have to keep a hand resting on each dog for them to be content.
It’s the closest I get to meditation.
I really should do it more often….