Hey folks, last week we saw a sauce which prided itself on its peri peri bird’s eye chillies. So, today, I thought I’d keep that african theme going, with a recommendation from my aunt.
This is Harry Brand and they make harissa. A north african style of chilli paste – Sometimes referred to as a sauce – that I’ve featured once before, yet actually had many, many times, off record.
I’m a massive fan of the style. However, that pure harissa isn’t our main event, this time around. It is merely the base for today’s real recommendation: The more unique-sounding mayonnaise that they make from it.
And, well, I’m excited. I love the rich, red, spiced chilli flavours of a good harissa and I’m really looking forward to seeing how they blend with the creamy, egg-based emulsion that is mayo.
Assuming, of course, that this is a good harissa. I still have both to try, so let’s get started.
Happy tuesday again, everyone. Today, we’re going to be carrying on our african theme, from the weekend’s jollof recipe, but we’re going to be moving up north for a more tunisian treat.
In this week’s review post, I’m going to be taking a crack at some artisan harissa, from Burning Desire Foods and Carringtons, to see how it compares to the simpler, more traditional sort that I once stuffed peppers with.
It’s quite easy to tell which is going to be closer, though. The free sample that I got from Burning Desire uses the same blend of red bell peppers and serenades that I’ve used in my own harissa attempts, while Carringtons does away with anything so mild, in favour of a ghost, scorpion and reaper mix.
It’s pretty obvious that they’re going for heat over tradition but how will that same mellow pepper mix that we saw in 📽️ Mad Dog’s Gold Edition 📽️ impact the flavour of a harissa paste?
I can’t quite picture it but I’m certainly excited. For both of today’s products, since Burning Desire Foods have a long history of quality that we’ve seen many times on this site.
Hey folks, I’ve got a confession to make: Just this month, I’ve finally caught biber fever.
Not that one, though. I have no interest in twenty-tens pop stars, catchy as they may be, since that’s neither my genre nor my era.
No, I’m a 90s punk rock kid at my core, with a love of chiptune and rap metal on the side. The biber that I’ve fallen for isn’t a singer but the turkish for chilli. More specifically, the rich, vaguely paprika-like pul biber that I was recently introduced to by Rafi’s Spicebox.
So today, we’re going to be making up something equally middle eastern, adapted from a jewish friend’s home cooking.
For march’s main recipe, we’re going to be reworking the modern vegetarian classic that is shakshuka.
Twice in one weekend, eh? Who would have thought?
Well, I wasn’t planning on it but then I found these:
Morrisons’ “Ghost Peppers” – Not the Bhut Jolokia we all know by that name but some pointy, white bells, intended to make cute little halloween ghosties with. Meant for stuffing.
Now, I might not normally be a fan of bell peppers, given how I tend to wake up the next day still tasting all the worst bits of them, but oranges and whites don’t have that effect on me. And the pointy ones are always a little nicer, anyway.
So I figured that I’d give them a go.