…to learning what to do with miso paste, when you just bought it for a single recipe that calls for a few tablespoons, and have no idea what to do with the rest of the inevitable big tub:
You put it in everything, if it even remotely seems like it’ll go. Chances are, miso paste will make whatever you’re cooking awesomely outrageous.
Today I had a small breakfast, no lunch, and a two-hour commute for dinner. (Disabled train, they said, but then why all the ambulances? That’s a rhetorical question.) So I came home, opened a bottle of a 2006 late harvest wine from Trader Joe’s (delicious), threw a whole mess of vegetables in a pan with miso paste, a little butter and fresh (!) herbs, and am eating the whole thing.
Next, I will conquer the world. That’s how I feel right now, anyway.
