I don't get it. I really don't.
I don't get how I made it to less than one week shy of my thirty-fifth birthday without ever having bought a food processor.
I've been grating all those potatoes and carrots by hand because... because... well, I don't know. Because my mother did. Because my grandmother did. It was sort of like the car and the dishwasher--you don't miss what you never had.
Well, this year I decided to buy myself a birthday present. I got the slicer/shredder attachment for my Bosch, and yesterday got around to taking the blade attachments to the keilim mikva. Then I put the whole thing together this afternoon and tried it out.
Now I want to shred every vegetable in the house.
This thing is so cool. And so fast! You all know this already, right? That food processors chop vegetables up for you?! Somehow or other, over the last five hundred shabbosim or so, I never quite caught on to that.
Anyway, so, this is what we had for dinner. Barak calls it zucchini noodles. No noodles involved, though.
Zucchini noodles a la Bosch
8 small zucchini, grated on fine grater blade
half an onion, ditto
6 oz whole mushrooms, ditto
6 eggs, beaten with immersion blender until frothy
mix all the above together with:
the remaining matzo farfel from Pesach (1-2 cups or so)
salt and pepper
a shake of onion powder
a few tablespoons of vegetable oil
Mix and spread into 3 8 x 8 pans. Sprinkle one with mozzarella cheese for tonight's dinner; leave the other two parve to put in the freezer for Shabbos. Bake on 350 for an hour.