LEE Conetta is Glasgow food royalty, with a few years’ expertise serving to to run one of many metropolis’s greatest restaurant teams.
Every fortnight in Instances Out, she’s going to share recollections of her life much less peculiar, and the meals she likes to cook dinner.
This week, Mrs Conetta remembers the time her life took a decidedly ‘Sound of Music’ flip when she stood up for 3 troubled nuns, and he or she shares her tackle a hen dish with Portuguese roots…
JOE and I had been in Spain on vacation one 12 months, after we obtained the unhappy information a good friend’s member of the family was very in poor health.
We determined to drive to see her to indicate her assist, and to begin with, to go to Fátima, a Portuguese city which is residence to a Catholic pilgrimage web site, with the intention to get rosary beads for her.
After we arrived, Joe dropped me off on the store, the place I bought the rosaries and made my manner alongside the road to the place he had parked.
What a sight greeted me.
Joe was standing between two cops, who had been arguing with him. I couldn’t imagine it – what had he achieved?
“What has occurred?,” I requested as I reached them.
“They’re saying we got here the incorrect manner up a one-way avenue and the advantageous is 100 euros,” Joe replied.
I used to be livid. There was no signal anyplace to point it was a one-way avenue, so how might we’ve got recognized?
Simply then, one other three vehicles got here up the road, the identical manner we had pushed.
I protested: “There are not any indicators, look – all these individuals are coming the identical manner we did. This isn’t honest.”
The officers ignored me, nonetheless, and pulled over the third automobile, to cost them 100 euros too.
Three nuns received out.
I used to be livid once more. I approached the automobile and stated, ‘Sisters, you’ll be charged 100 euros for developing this avenue.’ That they had a glance of horror on their faces.
“Don’t fear,” I stated, obvious on the cops. “I’ll pay it for you.” Turning to the officers, I stated: “You aren’t going to cost these Sisters, are you? This can be a holy place. Why would you try this, when there is no such thing as a signal?”
He began writing out the ticket, so I instructed him I’d pay and he requested me why on earth I’d do such a factor.
In my greatest Portuguese, Spanish and Italian all blended up into one, I stated: “As a result of I, not like you, am a human being.”
The nuns – Sister Monica, Sister Agnes and Sister Veronica – had been very grateful – they had been cheerful and smiling and had travelled from Huelva in Spain the place they ran an orphanage. It was like one thing out of The Sound of Music. They instructed me I ought to go to them sometime in Spain, however I haven’t fairly received round to it but….
In honour of our temporary Portugal journey that day, I’m sharing my recipe for an Algarve speciality, peri peri hen.
Recognized additionally as Hen Piri Piri, it’s a scrumptious and conventional Portuguese dish involving as many chillies as you dare…buon appetito!
CHICKEN PERI PERI
1 entire hen
4 pink chillies, chopped
3 garlic cloves
2 teaspoons candy paprika
2 tbsp pink wine vinegar
2 tbsp chopped parsley
2 tbsp olive oil
METHOD Put the chillies and garlic in meals processor with good pinch of salt and mix to a paste.
Add the paprika, pink wine vinegar, parsley and and oil.
Combine properly then smear over the hen.
Depart for no less than one hour, or in a single day if potential.
Warmth the oven to 200 levels centigrade or Gasoline Mark 6 and cook dinner for 40 minutes on a baking tray till golden and the juices run clear.
To char the pores and skin, grill for an extra 5 to 10 minutes.
Serve with a bit tabasco.