This was just a crap shoot. I had my spice grinder out—it grinds other things too. And I’d chopped up the stray vegetables (mostly peppers and onions) I had in the crisper drawer and tossed them into the thing and ground it to a paste or as Lidia calls it, “pastata,” which seems so much more, I don’t know, culinary. After that I simmered it briefly and I added chicken breasts to poach. Once they were slightly poached I sliced them and put them back into the slop. It was certainly edible. But deeply boring.
I was watching The Great British Baking Show (a new obsession) or I’d have fallen asleep.
