So, things don’t always go right in my kitchen. Usually when I make mistakes it means nothing more than the meal isn’t totally perfect and I can just adapt the recipe and try again next week. Sometimes, however, a recipe goes so wrong I’m not entirely sure what to do with it. This is one of those times.
When I went to Rome, I ate a fair amount of gnocchi. It had been recommended to me by Laura, who had lived there, and it was unmistakably delicious.
Upon my return I wanted to make gnocchi. But being a Pinterest addict, I didn’t just go for normal gnocchi. Oh, no. I had to go fancy and try and make the sweet potato gnocchi I’d seen pinned over and over again, making an already tricky recipe even more difficult. And I didn’t even follow one recipe — I found a few and picked out aspects of each.
Everything started fine. I baked sweet potatoes, scooped out the flesh and mixed with an egg, salt, and wholemeal flour. I then kneaded to make a smooth dough.
I divided this dough into four, rolled each section into a long tube and cut off little gnubs of gnocchi. I pressed each one with a fork to give them grooves (to better hold the amazing chorizo and red pepper sauce I was planning to smother them in).
I brought a pan of water to the boil and boiled them for five minutes, until they were dancing round in the boiling water. I scooped them out and immediately dunked them into ice water to stop the cooking process.
And I ended up with huge, puffed up, slimy blobs of orange wholemeal flour.
Seriously, that’s what it tasted like. Just wholemeal flour. They were vile.
So…back to the drawing board. Maybe I should just start with normal gnocchi — anyone got a good recipe?
Love, Amy xxx