I’m more than sure, if you ask what “Soviet” salads do you remember, most will call the slick under a fur coat, “Olivier” and “Mimosa”. Someone will add Stolichny salad to this list, which will end the listing. This will be followed by traditional reflections on the scarcity of the food set and that the Soviet citizens (cooks) not only did not have the opportunity to cook something interesting, but also there was no fantasy enough.
“The Soviet cuisine was poor,” conclude the current gourmets.
But wait, wait! The Soviet cuisine contained a huge variety of salads - and this is not surprising. The multinational country absorbed cuisines of different peoples into its culinary culture.
Another issue is the culinary limitation of consumers. Food snobbery in the USSR was expressed quite clearly. Not everyone liked to try new things, but they chased after "recognized delicacies" with the tenacity of maniacs. The same lecho, for example, was prepared much tastier than the industrial one, but for some reason they were chasing after the Bulgarian.
This salad is from that opera. Too "plebeian" products in the composition (with the exception of meat). But it was served in many restaurants of national cuisine, and there the guests ate and licked their lips. And among connoisseurs and connoisseurs of the salad was a sort of "celebrity" on a national scale.
So, we take:
- Boiled beef or lamb (pulp) - 300 grams
- Green radish - equal to meat
- Several onions - not spicy
- Red pepper pod
- Cilantro, salt - to taste
- A little vegetable oil
- Mayonnaise for dressing
How we cook:
Cut the onion into rings and fry in vegetable oil until golden
Rub the radish on a coarse grater, squeeze if necessary
Cut the beef into thin pieces across the fibers
We clean the pepper from seeds and partitions, cut into the thinnest rings
We tear the cilantro with our hands - either for decoration, or, if you like, for salad
We mix everything, salt, fill with mayonnaise and ...
Learned? This is Uzbekiston salad. They say that before it was cooked only in Uzbekistan, but this is not entirely true. In Moscow, he went with a bang. And not only in Moscow. Tasty, spicy, unusual.
True, some, having learned that there was a radish, began to pull: the poor, they say, the poor, we see nothing sweeter than a radish ...