Cilantro Chili Sauce

The blender was already out on the counter, liberated from its usual spot on the shelf, and half a bunch of cilantro lingered from my Piri-Piri recipe testing. The stage, also known as the kitchen counter, was set.

So I figured: why not? A few minutes of tinkering later, a vibrant green chili sauce came to life. This little burst of flavor, confetti-like, goes well with just about everything, but be warned: it’s highly addictive spooned over warm basmati rice. Consider yourself warned. Just blend all the ingredients listed below in a blender.

INGREDIENTS

a garlic clove

a half bunch of cilantro, roughly chopped

a serrano pepper

a red pepper

a shallot, halved

a lime, juiced

a half cup of extra virgin olive oil

a half teaspoon of salt, plus a pinch or two more to taste

a Calabrian cherry chili pepper (from a jar)

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