Late september and we’re in pepper season. I’d love to be able to say that these peppers are from our “huerta“. They’re not. Fact is they grow better 17km down the road in the neighbouring province of Navarra. Picked up a crate for 12€ and set too with some folks to jar ‘em.
They’re not the spicy kind either. They offer a hint of hot but are otherwise the sweetest and simply pepperiest peppers you’re ever likely to taste.
The best way to preserve and enjoy these peppers is “asado” roasted over a slow flame. The roasted flesh is then jarred and sterilised in bain marie.
The process goes something like this…
Crank up the barbie
gently toast your peppers. The smell is intoxicating.
Let the hot peppers rest a while under a damp tea towel. This allows the skin to detach from the flesh.
Peel of the skin, pack into jars and sterilise.
Thirteen jars of pimientos asados that will accompany many dishes through the coming winter.
The pleasure of working with friends to jar produce is recompense enough. However, if you want the hard economics a small jar of this delicacy costs nearly 4€. We got thirteen large jars for 12€
Times are tight and if you’re waiting for a handout to launch your next big project you’d better not hold your breath. Better to just get on with it and do it anyway. That seems to be the spirit that lies behind Atauri Art.
This event, organised by Bapatean Zirko who are based in Atauri, along with the help of Atauri’s Junta Administrativa and Arratiandi Cultural-Association brought together eight extraordinary acts over three days. The event was not publicly funded and all acts volunteered their services.
Events kicked of with Los Pardos a hilarious and highly original double act mixing clowning and improvisational music to remind us that really, nothing is as it appears…
Odei of Bapatean Zirko takes an eccentric look at domestic life in “Tenderete”
Full of surprises
The crowd went wild!
Atauri art concluded with a bold, thought provoking and darkly comic stroll in “King Kong Theory”. This monologue by the controversial feminist author Virginie Despentes begins;
“I speak as an ugly one for the ugly ones: the old hags, the dykes, the frigid, the unfucked, the unfuckable, the neurotics, the psychos, for all those girls that don’t get a look-in in the universal market of the consumable chick.”
La Chica King Kong with her entourage of caged Barbie Dolls.