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The Perfect Pizza Sauce

I'm back from the land of shopping malls and hotels; of ski slopes and water worlds in the middle of the desert. It was fun while it lasted (and thanks for all the tips, Bharti!) but I guess I'd pick something with a few more forts, palaces and museums next time.

Before I do any more cooking, here's the pizza sauce I promised you just before I left. I never bought any packaged pizza or pasta sauce after I made this the first time and I've been making the same one for years , so you can guess it has to be super easy. Once you get through with all the chopping, that is.

So on to the chopping board. Cut 6 tomatoes into largish cubes. Peel a small onion and cut into quarters. Peel and smash 3 garlic cloves to bits. Tear a handful of coriander leaves. If you feel like, roughly chop any of these you have in the fridge (but it's truly optional) - 1/2 bell pepper or some celery or the green bits from 2-3 spring onions.

Heat a tsp of olive oil in a pan. Add garlic and onions and stir for a few seconds. Add tomatoes, cilantro and anything else you chopped plus a tsp each of salt and black pepper, a large pinch of dried oregano, 1/2 tbsp vinegar and 1/2 cup water. Bring to a boil, reduce the heat, cover the pan and simmer for 10 minutes. Uncover and let simmer for around half an hour until all the ingredients are very soft. Let cool a bit, then grind to a paste in the blender.

If this is going into a pasta or you like your pizza sauce to be chunky, you are done. For a smoother pizza sauce, pass the blended mixture through a fine seive.

Comments

Bharti said…
You're welcome. made from scratch home made pizza sauce sounds yum.
Sunshinemom said…
No pics!! Welcome back, Simran:)
Alka said…
So u enjoyed the trip haan,and now hurry up and share the pics of Dubai,esp if u chanced upon some gorgeous food there and captured those in ur cam
The sauce sounds simple,i m kinda bored and not satisfied with the regular tomato ketchup as the base sauce,coz it makes the pizza too soggy if used in abundance and so flavorless if used a bit
So thnks for sharing this,would make it and let u know how it turned out
Simran said…
No picture of pizza sauce because it's all over my previous pizza post.

No pictures of Dubai because, well, they only had the global chains. I could barely find any authentic restaurants. The only foodie picture I'd post (if I can find it) is the spice souk. Now THAT was interesting!
notyet100 said…
welcome back ,..:-)
wish u happy holi,..
Srivalli said…
wow..pizza sauce literally takes me to my days when I first started cooking and this is what I started with!!!...great...looks like you enjoyed your trip...:)
Curry Leaf said…
the sauce sounds yum.nice to have you back waiting for the souk pic

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