Pillows Of Love

23 Jun

People who love food can have some pretty serious shopping quirks. Some, like lobstersquad, are just not to be trusted around kitchen gadgets. I am not to be trusted around condiments. And the boy? He is not to be trusted around cheese. He’ll stand in line (which is something he hates more than, well, anything) just to get the perfect mozzarella. He’ll indulge my traveling whims just to see the exotic cheese.

But one of the problems with this obsession is the leftovers. (Yeah, right, as if having leftover cheese could ever really be considered a problem!) Some people can get truly crafty with leftover bread, me? I can resuscitate any slightly past its prime cheese.

There was the most delicious pizza.

The most decadent cauliflower ever.

And more cauliflower (this time with peas and pasta).

Trust me, there have been more leftover cheese meals chez Granny Cart, but I didn’t write them up for fear that you guys might OD on cheese. No one wants their friends to die of a cheese OD! But this latest recipe, oh yes, this one, this one I had to put in front of you guys. It could not possibly be simpler. It could not possibly be more decadent or delicious or sexy or perfect or amazing. This recipe (if I even dare call it a recipe) could have only one possible name… In large, booming fight-announcer voice:

Pillllllllloooows Ooooooooooooooooooooooof Loooooooooooooooooooooove!

Yes people, pillows of love.

And what are these sexy little packets of joy?

Nothing more than chunks of the very best fresh mozzarella, wrapped in wonton wrappers and boiled for a few minutes just until the outside is all moist, oozing and gooey and the inside of the cheese is still slightly cool and toothsome.

I’m drooling just thinking about them again…

Store bought wonton wrappers are much silkier than homemade ravioli wrappers, and are only say, about 10,000 times easier to use!

Since it was ungodly hot the day I finally got around to making these little pockets of joy, I prepared a very simple salsa crudo, topped with some toasted pine nuts, and, just to gild the lily, some grated Parmesan cheese. It was too much.

What would have been perfect? The world’s simplest marinara. Or maybe butter (browned with sage, or just the best you can find). Or, oh man, some of the truffle pate (brought back from Croatia) I have stored in the fridge with a wee glug of olive oil. Doh! Why didn’t I think of that before?!? Ha, oh well, I guess I’ll just have to make them again.

Life is rough…

5 Responses to “Pillows Of Love”

  1. s'kat June 23, 2006 at 10:17 am #

    Mmm, pillows of love! What isn’t made better by the additon of cheese?

  2. Julie June 23, 2006 at 1:50 pm #

    Those plump little bundles of goodness look oh so deliciuos! What a great idea. And what a great showcase also for local tomatoes which have just started at my market.

    Yum!

  3. lobstersquad June 24, 2006 at 5:37 am #

    want to know a secret? I am NOT at all to be trusted around condiments either. It´s shocking. Or in chinese food stores. I´m off for wonton wrappers, straight away. And if I come back with a bunch of unidentifiable bottles, it´s your fault.:)

  4. Fesser June 26, 2006 at 8:21 pm #

    For those really intense bits of old cheese that can end up in the cheese drawer, I suggest Fromage Fort. Cut out anything you really cannot imagine eating, and put the rest in a blender/food processor with a clove or two of garlic, some white wine and heavy cream, and process until smooth. Serve with crackers or slices of French bread — a good thing to bring to parties, unless you hope to make out with someone there.

  5. ann June 27, 2006 at 10:21 am #

    oh, fesser, that’s a GREAT idea! thanks much!

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