Pickled Peppers

One of the biggest fights the Man of the House and I ever got in was over hot sauce. I made this beautiful crab and fava bean risotto. I pulled the crab, and made stock with the shells, I painstakingly double peeled the fava beans. It was a beautiful subtle risotto that just tasted like spring, and it was lovely.

Until my man put tabasco on it. All hell broke loose. I may have over reacted.

But I will still call it a maybe.

But here’s the thing of it, I never grew up with spicy food. I never grew up with hot sauce and, while I like a little bit of heat, and I do, I also know that your body doesn’t read spice as a taste it reads it as pain. So I’m hesitant to believe that it makes a dish taste better. Especially when it is laden with vinegar. But, I can also appreciate that I am a bit of a purist, and maybe obsessively sometimes. Maybe not everybody needs to think exactly like me and taste everything exactly like me all the time.

Maybe.

The Man of the House still makes fun of me for my freak out. And that was years ago. So this year, amid my pickling-or-canning-everything-in-sight-frenzy that I’ve been on I thought I would prove a point and pickle peppers.

Spicy! Vinegar! Good girlfriend points! Yes!

I have to say, I’m not sure these taste good yet, it takes a couple months to tell, this is a tentative recipe, but man, I could just hang these on my walls they are beautiful, truly. All these amazing reds and yellows, on looks alone I might be converted to spicy food. So we’ll see if it goes that far, in the meantime I’m just happy to look at these fiery jars while their sealed.

Pickled Peppers

1L Vinegar

6cups Water

1 tbsp Peppercorns

2 tsp Fennel Seeds

2 tsp Coriander Seeds

1 Clove per Jar

2 lbs Good quality fresh peppers

4 1liter jars

Preheat your oven to 375F

Wash your jars very well and put them on a baking tray.

Wash all the peppers very carefully- I had an earwig come out of one of mine!

Slice the peppers however you’d like or keep them whole- just make sure you wear gloves while you do this, or be careful not to touch your face for a few hours afterwards, man oh man will your fingers burn your eyes.

Put the peppers into the jars- not quite all the way up to the top

Meanwhile, bring all the other ingredients up to a boil.

Carefully, using a canning funnel if you have one, pour the liquid over the jars, being cautious not to get any on the rims of the jars.

Put the lids on the jars, and then gently put the screw tops on, not screwing them to tightly. Put them into the oven for 5 minutes, and then take them out and let them cool. They should all pop shut in about 5-10 minutes.

Let the pickles work their magic for at least 6 weeks before opening them up.

These should keep for at least 6 months.

Pickles!

 When I was a a kid, maybe six or seven, my Dad , who never cooked, decided to make pickles. This was, to say the least, a surprising idea for him. Or maybe not, his mother made fantastic pickles so perhaps he was feeling nostalgic, but regardless, he decided to make pickles.

My dad was a doctor and a scientist, so to say he went about this with determination, precision, and gusto would be like calling Dirty Dancing an alright 80’s dance film. Basically he went a little pickle crazy.

A lot of the crazy came from not being able to find dill cucumbers. We went to market after market after market before finally driving an hour or two out side of town to get them at a flea market.

The he came home and washed the jars with scientific precision, boiled the brine, did everything according to his mothers recipe. And then we waiting for about a month to finally crack a jar and taste what we were sure to be just like Nona’s, crisp, tart, and slightly herbal tasting pickles.

When we finally dug into the jars, they were terrible. They were so salty, and so acidic no one but my dad would eat them, and he did eat them all, being a person morally opposed to throwing out food. I think he even liked them by the end, but there’s a good chance that was for show.

I’m telling you this because I want you to know that I have always been intimidating by pickle making.

But I recently sucked it up and did it. And because I am a big believer in go big or go home I didn’t just make pickles, but also pickled beans, and pickled asparagus.

And they were great! They were crispy, they were pleasantly tart, they were flavourful, and downright delicious.

And you know where, I think my Nona and Dad are looking down at me pretty proudly.

*note: I used the same recipe for each, with only the slight variation of making the beans and asparagus a little spicier, because that’s how I like my Ceasars (Canadian bloody Mary’s)

Pickles:

4 Cups White Wine Vinegar (don’t waste your money on the really good stuff but don’t by the super cheap stuff that comes in 4 liter pales. Buy something with flavour.)

4 Cups Water

1 tbsp Chili Flakes

2 tsp Fennel Seeds

1 Clove

2 Strips of Lemon Zest

1 tbsp Peppercorns

4 tbsp Salt

3 Sprigs of Dill,

Enough fruit to full 3 litre mason jars, it will depend on how big the fruit is.

Preheat oven to 300F.

Wash 3 1L mason jars and lids carefully.

Combine all ingredients except the veggies and dill into a pot and on medium high heat bring to a boil, make sure that all the salt has dissolved.

Meanwhile, clean your veggies carefully and then pick the stem sides off your beans or cukes, and snap the hard end off asparagus.

Put the veggies into the jars making sure that all the ends are below the lip of the jar. Add in your herbs if using.

Once your brine has come to a boil pour it into something with a spout like a liquid measuring cup.

Carefully pour the brine over the vegetables until there is half an inch of space left and all the vegetables are completely submerged. Put the lids on.

Put them all on a tray and leave them in the oven for 6 minutes.

Remove from the oven and wait to hear the popping noises of happy jars sealed properly! You should wait at least 4 weeks to eat your pickles.