Why does Jamie Oliver hate me?!
I have made many many Jamie recipes over the years and they are almost always good. But recently, the ones we've made have just not been tasty.
I decided to try the gnocchi recipe last Sunday for my "I am in a good mood let me make some good food" mood. Well, the good mood lasted through the two hours of making the gnocchi and ended with the pot of mashed potato that greeted me upon it's disastrous cooking.
Gnocchi, for those of you who don't know, is a potato dumpling that is used as pasta. I love gnocchi, and Jamie's recipe (which he claims is the one from Fifteen) made excellent gnocchi when we were there. So trying the recipe seemed like a no brainer.
I tried to me smart and organize myself in the wee kitchen.
I baked the potatoes, I gathered my ingredients, I took my time. I did a little research online that suggested using as little flour as you possibly could in order to ensure that the gnocchi are light and tasty, but hold together. So I did.
I riced the potatoes, I put in the egg, I put in the flour, I dashed in the nutmeg, I stirred it all up, it held together. Hmmm. I rolled it out, I cut them up, I put them on the tray, and I let them sit for their twenty minutes.
Now, one suggestion that Jamie had that I should have followed was to boil off one of the gnocchi's right away to make sure it holds together. I didn't. I should have. So while I am mad at Jamie, I am also mad at myself.
So I made the sauce.
I put the water on to boil.
I put in the gnocchi. I took them out.
They fell apart.
I collapsed in a heap of disappointment and couldn't photograph the devastation.
Another one bites the potato.
So we ordered Chinese food. Full stop.