Flashless & Photoless No More
December 16, 2008
So. This salad. Well, hmmm, let’s see. I’m not sure what to say about it. For one thing, it’s not the gingerbread cake I made on Sunday and hoped to tell you about today, because that cratered while it baked and then refused to dislodge itself from its pan (still producing delicious crumbs, though, I assure you). And it’s also not the newest soup to grace my Dutch oven twice in the last month, because while that soup is incredibly comforting and bright and hearty, it’s also incredibly un-photogenic.
And, while we’re at it, it wasn’t the Chicago-style deep dish we made the weekend before last, either, because we ate that long after sundown and we hungrily ate it, flashless and thus photoless. (Don’t worry, it will have an encore very soon.) Which, I suppose, brings me back to the salad.
You see, while the salad itself was just okay, there was something completely awesome about making it. While we made it, we snapped photos of it using my new flash! For my birthday-slash-blogoversary, Kevin surprised me with an external flash. Yes, I am indeed the luckiest gal this side of the Mississippi.
These were the first photos we took with the flash and it probably shows. And a couple weeks later, I’m still scaling the very steep learning curve, but I am so excited about the prospect of taking photos after the late, late hour of 4 p.m. But, still, I’m not that excited about this salad. I love all the components, but it just didn’t come together for me. In the recipe’s defense, I did a lot of tweaking with it: swapping endive out in favor of arugula, trading dried cranberries for dried cherries, adding toasted walnuts, and so forth. I should really give it another try, but I’m too busy getting to know the flash. You understand, right?
The recipe is here.