12 Nov Garlic girolles on toast (with an incredibly filthy vodka martini)
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I have a confession to make. I though girolles were chanterelles for years. Until this very day actually, when I went to Borough Market with my dad and all became clear. Well, kind of. I’m still confused as to what chanterelles are to be perfectly honest- the ones I saw were very dark brown, and I though they were supposed to be rust-coloured. I clearly know my mushrooms better in Polish than I do in English, or French even. And even that doesn’t mean I’d take anyone I care about mushroom picking, because I could all too easily poison them. If you have any people you don’t like, however, who just love mushrooms – send them right this way, because I do so love mushroom picking
So here are my girolles sauteed in plenty of butter, with a couple of cloves of garlic chucked in, and some salt. Then served on a piece of lovely, seedy toast…
And that’s an incredibly filthy vodka martini to wash it all down with. No one would dare to serve it this filthy in a bar, but that’s just how I like it. It took me all evening to take a picture where this drink looks even vaguely decent. I must be drunk. I’ve also been musing on how a drink this beautiful and sophisticated can look so much like pond water… what does it all mean?