Why is something so simple so difficult? Why isn't there a book titled Zen and the Art of Stock?
I made a mistake recently, a mistake I had forgotten I had made before, hubris...I can make stock, no fucking problem. Bones! Check! Mirepoix! Check! Horseshit. I am going to learn and teach myself how to make a proper beef stock and already fucked up. I should have roasted my beef bones (neck) with a little water and then...I dunno...I studied the recipes and checked several sources (book and digital) and thought I had it.
What I plan is to finish this current batch, get more bones and then build upon that. Plus I need to remember that patience is a virtue and not poke at the boil every fifteen minutes.
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