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Monday, November 09, 2009

JAR Shadow: Perfume Review...Sort of...

When my father's father died, he took with him the secret of his marinated tomatoes. His marinated tomatoes were, without any shadow of a doubt, the best in this galaxy, and in a couple of others. We have always thought that the secret ingredient were sliced onions, however, when we tried to pickle tomatoes that way, our version had none of the incredibly rich, spicy yet sweet taste of grandpa's preserves.

The other day I put on JAR's Shadow, and realized that somehow the creators got hold of my grandfather's recipe. The perfume smells exactly like the brine of those pickled tomatoes from my childhood. I also realized that the secret of the preparation could have been cloves, and maybe even a touch of cinnamon. That would account for the sweet, delectable piquancy of the preserve.

I understand that this "review" must be frustrating to read for those who want to know what Shadow smells like. After all, they have no point of reference, as they have never, sadly, experienced the mouthwatering savoriness of deda Volodya's pickled tomatoes. My best guess is that Shadow could have vetiver, wood, cloves, cinnamon and oakmoss (the latter very evident in the drydown, where the savory-gourmand quality wears off a bit). And believe me when I say that it is even more frustrating for me...almost Tantalus torture-like...to smell, to salivate and not to be able to partake.

Have a frustration-free week, everybody!

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15 Comments:

Blogger Flora said...

Wow, I had no idea Shadow was like that, it sounds marvelous - but not as good as those tomato preserves!

1:17 AM EST  
Blogger Amy said...

My husband spent a lot of time in Moscow back in the early 1990s, and he swears that Russian tomatoes are a million times better than American tomatoes. I bet your grandfather's tomato dish would make him swoon!

1:24 AM EST  
Blogger Marina (Colombina) said...

Donna,
Not as good, since it's inedible. :-)

6:51 AM EST  
Blogger Marina (Colombina) said...

Amy,
Everything tastes different. Potatoes too. Not necessarily worse, not better- different. Whichever dish I try to replicate, sticking to the recipe to the letter, it still does not taste like back at home. And the same was true in England.

6:53 AM EST  
Blogger Alyssa said...

Drooling now...

11:12 AM EST  
Blogger Cynthia said...

To heck with the JAR - I want some of those tomatoes!

11:39 AM EST  
Blogger Tammy said...

Oh, I have to agree with everyone else, forget the JAR, I want some of those tomatoes!

6:06 PM EST  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My husband's foster mother used to make green tomato pickles with mustard seed, celery seed, allspice and cloves. Probably nothing like your grandfather's, but your description sure did make me think of those pickles.

6:09 PM EST  
Blogger Marina Geigert said...

Alyssa,
I've been thinking of those non-stop. Darn you, JAR! :-)

7:19 PM EST  
Blogger Marina Geigert said...

Cynthia,
Yes, a jar of those :-)

7:29 PM EST  
Blogger Marina Geigert said...

Tammy,
Well, it's easier, although more expensive, to get some Shadow than those :-)

7:30 PM EST  
Blogger Marina Geigert said...

Anonymous,
Oh those sounds great too!

7:31 PM EST  
Blogger elle said...

Oh, those tomatoes sound so mouth wateringly delicious! Do you think he could have used a bit of mint as well as cloves? I know that a woman who used to cook for B's family used mint in her pickled tomatoes and I get a strong kick of mint in Shadow along w/ the cloves and cinnamon.

10:12 PM EST  
Blogger Marina Geigert said...

L,
Possibly! Mint...quite possibly!

6:51 AM EST  
Anonymous Viagra Sex said...

I do like so much tomatoes. They even taste better when you are eating them cooked with so other things.

1:54 PM EDT  

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