Let’s face it, people. Some foods, no matter how much we love them, are just plain ugly. A fantastic recipe does not always equal an attractive dish It’s an issue that we food bloggers struggle with on a regular basis. We want our food photos to leap off the page and pull you in. We strive to deliver “droolworthy-ness”. And sometimes, it ain’t easy. But, I believe that looks aren’t everything. I also believe that in the culinary world, taste supersedes looks. I hope you do too, dear readers, because this Red Flannel Hash may not be the prettiest dish in the world, but its got personality up the wazoo!
The first time I ever ate red flannel hash was about fifteen years ago at a little café a few blocks from my house. The café was called Wild Eats, and its menu was filled with tempting dishes using lots of locally sourced, fresh fruits, vegetables and seafood. This was before the whole locavore movement hit its stride. It was ahead of its time.
One day, I ordered Wild Eats’ red flannel hash for lunch. I was served a huge plate of deliciousness filled with hefty chunks of fried onion, potatoes, turkey sausage and roasted beets held together with two sunny side up, farm fresh eggs. I’d never tasted fresh beets before. I always thought that I didn’t like beets. But actually, what I didn’t like was the stuff they put in the jars to preserve the beets. It was a revelation! read more >>