Ever wonder what these are for? My friend L-Makky dropped by one day and when she left she gave me this. Eggplant, meet readers. Readers, meet eggplant. We won't give him a name like Edgar or Edward or Edmundo, because soon we are going to eat him and we don't eat our friends. Atleast I don't. I wonder who came up with the name because im fairly sure it has nil to do with eggs (hens, caviar, ovaries....yep, pretty sure no relation.) They sure did get the plant part right though. You can do whatever you want with your eggplant. Play catch with it, tell dirty jokes to it, sit on it and pretend like you laid an "egg" plant.....there really are endless possibilities. Here's what I did with mine:
Diced into 1 inch pieces and tossed with minced garlic, chopped onion, olive oil, cayenne, salt & pepper. Then roasted it in the oven for about 30 min...put all this goodness into a food processor, add some tahini and lemon juice, pulse, pulse, pulse, and then you have.....
Baba-Ghanoush!! For those of you that dont know, Baba means baby, and Ghanoush means diarrhea. Just glippity glop some on a plate and add some pita and some veggies.
Sprinkle with parsley or paprika for a little style & flash! Bon A'petit Amigos!