the finished product
food processors are handy little devices; actually, they’re anything but little. every time the need for a food processor arises i spend a few solid minutes trying to think of some way, any way, around hauling the behemoth appliance out of storage and rummaging around for the right blade or attachment. the truth is, most things that can be done with a food processor can be done no other way. either that or the other way is just as difficult.
when trying to conceptualize “tuna noodle, fancified” my brain bubbled over with ideas. i wasn’t exactly sure how to do any of it, but the one thing i knew was that none of the ingredients could be canned, boxed, frozen or otherwise chemically preserved. everything had to be fresh. ok, so i cheated a little, i didn’t make the noodles, but when i told erik that frozen peas were out of the question, he told me that boxed bread crumbs would be cheating too. it’s not that breadcrumbs are hard to make, it’s just that they, like many things, require a food processor.
for those of you who didn’t grow up in a white trash household and are unfamiliar with the intricacies of tuna noodle, here is a basic recipe. for the rest, i’m sure you know that the main components of tuna noodle are tuna (duh), noodles (double duh), canned peas, a cream soup of some sort (preferably mushroom) and bread or cornflake crumbs. i wanted to keep the fancified version fairly true to the original.
like i said, i cheated, i used store bought egg noodles, no yolks to be exact. everything else though, was fresh and homemade: a steamed head of broccolini and a bechamel. the sauce was basic with the addition of some shallots, parmasean and a pinch of nutmeg. the tuna steak was crusted with sourdough breadcrumbs, lightly seared on each side and sliced atop the other ingredients. it was a tuna noodle deconstructed, if you will.
i’m typically pretty bad about timing a dish so everything is ready at once. i did run out of burners and pots on this one, but everything came together in the end. not to toot my own horn or anything (god i hate that expression) but this tuna noodle was damn good. i’d definitely make it again, but not until i’ve fancified a few other white trash classics. keep the ideas comin’.