Gobies in tomato

For lovers of canned fish, we will now tell you how to cook gobies in tomato without the help of others at home. The main thing is to achieve softening of all the bones of the fish, which can only be achieved through long simmering or by maintaining high pressure during its production. An ideal option for making tomatoes in tomatoes would be to use a multicooker or autoclave. With the help of these devices it is simple and easy to achieve the desired result. And all the subtleties of such production are in the recipes below.

Bullheads in tomatoes - a recipe for making them at home in a slow cooker

Ingredients:

fresh or frozen bull calves – 2 kg;
tomato juice (preferably homemade) – 500 ml;
water – 290 ml;
tomato paste – 60 g;
onions – 195 g;
carrots – 195 g;
wheat flour – 95 g;
Refined sunflower or olive oil – 95 ml;
rock salt;
sweet sand;
aromatic peppercorns – 3-5 pcs.;
ground dark pepper;
nutmeg;
dried parsley root;
bay leaves – 2 pcs.

Manufacturing

First you need to cook the bulls. We additionally defrost the frozen carcasses on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator, and immediately clean the freshest ones from scales, cut off the head and remove the entrails. We also clean out the dark films inside the bellies. Now, before cooking in a tomato, the fish need to be fried in advance. To do this, add some salt to taste, bread them in flour and let them brown in hot oil in a frying pan.

For the sauce, sauté diced onions and finely grated carrots in a frying pan until soft, then pour in tomato juice, add the paste, stir and let it boil. Now season the tomato base with salt and sugar to taste, throw in peppercorns, ground pepper, nutmeg and parsley root, add bay leaf and simmer the mixture for a minute. If desired, the sauce can be prepared not in a frying pan, but immediately in a slow cooker, using the “Frying” or “Baking” mode. We put a little sauce on the bottom of the multi-device, and fried bulls on top and cover everything with the remaining sauce. Pour water heated to a boil on top and set the device to the “Quenching” mode. After an hour, we leave the contents to simmer in the “Heating” mode for 5 hours, after which we repeat the “Stew” cycle again for an hour and again let it simmer for 5 hours.

After cooling completely, transfer the workpiece into jars and store in the refrigerator under a nylon lid.

How to cook gobies in tomato - recipe in an autoclave

Ingredients:

fresh or frozen bull calves – 1 kg;
tomato juice (preferably homemade) – 290 ml;
onions – 145 g;
carrots – 95 g;
wheat flour – 95 g;
Refined sunflower or olive oil – 95 ml;
rock salt – 30 g;
sweet sand – 30 g;
citric acid – 10 g;
aromatic peppercorns – 3-5 pcs.;
ground dark pepper;
ground cinnamon;
ground cloves;
bay leaves – 2 pcs.

Manufacturing

To prepare bulls in tomatoes for long-term storage, we will use an autoclave. Prepare and fry the fish, taking into account the tips from the previous recipe. We also prepare the sauce. Sauté the onion with carrots in vegetable oil, then pour in tomato juice, add salt, sugar and citric acid, flavor with cinnamon, cloves and pepper, bay leaves and let the mixture boil. Place the fried fish in half-liter jars and pour in the sauce, first removing the bay leaves and discarding them. Now we roll up the containers with lids, place them in an autoclave for an hour at a temperature of 120 degrees, after which we let them cool slowly, and only after that we remove them from the device and store them.

Gobies in tomato

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Alicia appeared on the terrace with some piece of paper. That day, as is customary in our lives, I once again burned dry branches and grass in her garden. As soon as I saw her, I was seized by such a bad déjà vu that the pitchfork with which I was raking up the dry wood almost fell out of my hands.

Dear God, it has already happened! And not very long ago, just a couple of years ago, when reddish corpses were scattered all over her house and the surrounding area... Well, not exactly corpses... And in general, not so reddish... In general, it doesn’t matter. But then she literally went out onto the terrace with literally the same piece of paper in her hand, and I was burning a fire, and she asked... God forbid... Yes, literally, about Cheburakhane!

“Listen,” Alicia stopped in irritation at the very edge of the terrace. - This is a curse, no other way. Isn’t it my destiny to someday find a whole letter, and not the middle without beginning and end?

I shuddered at the thought that deja vu was rapidly gaining momentum and that a curse was hanging over me too. But now there was at least hope for a happy ending, since I was armed with a pitchfork, and last time - just a random shaft. And suddenly a bummer, hope made a hand. Lost in thought, I leaned on the pitchfork, forgetting that the handle was a bit short, and almost fell head first into the fire, although now nothing was stopping this, because I wasn’t wearing a wig, which meant no financial losses. Most likely that’s why I didn’t fall. I had to prop myself up with a pitchfork in a different way.

— Just a page found? - I asked in surprise. - And what's there? Just cretinism again?

- How can I say this for you? Something like that, but without the pink snot. Have you forgotten about this branchy pile?

— I didn’t forget, but left it for dessert. I'll burn it later.

— Or maybe you could have potato salad or your favorite fish for dessert?

— Did you buy fish? - I was happy. - Wait, I’ll read it now, I’ll just throw in some branches.

Alicia did not rush me. She looked at the old apple tree that grew right next to the terrace, put a piece of paper on the garden table and began to concentrate on studying a piece of bark that had peeled off from the thick trunk. The apple tree, the subject of our tireless troubles, was older than the house, and I couldn’t stand it, because some kind of dust was always falling off it, the branches seemed to stick to their word of good faith, and to top it all off, every year it littered everything around with rotten apples , while completely inedible. In the best case scenario, you could use them to make compote or jam. This carrion rotted in an instant, and I had to clean it up. It’s not that anyone forced me to create this, I did this voluntarily, out of a sense of decency, but very unwillingly and very carelessly. This made my dislike for the apple tree worse.

I selected suitable branches to support the fire, carefully avoiding, of course, the branchy pile, threw them into the fire, stuck the pitchfork into the ground and headed towards the terrace.

The progress was nothing at all, about fifteen meters at most. It never occurred to me to start a fire in the thick bushes under my neighbor’s nose or in the thickets of dry nettles. Again, it is best to do this outdoors, so as not to burn the entire area at the same time. But, despite the distance, so many different thoughts and associations appeared to me that it was simply mind-blowing. I didn’t delve into them, although, to tell the truth, I came to Birkerod now in the faint hope of putting my disheveled feelings and spiritual intricacies in order. It’s a pity that Alexander the Great is not here, if only he could find something to do. But Alicia will do, even without a blade.

“I forgot to tell you that I started going out with my husband again,” I told my friend, lighting a cigarette.

“It looks like she has these, what’s theirs...” she said worriedly, looking at the apple tree. - I don’t remember what they are called, I need to check. But not bark beetles. I don’t realize what you’re talking about?

“I’m saying that I started walking with my husband again,” I repeated politely and sat down sideways in a garden chair.

Unfortunately, the chairs in Alicia’s garden allowed you to sit on them either half-sideways or half-sideways, it’s hard to say which is worse. Neither one nor the other suited me, I had to choose the lesser evil and somehow perch on the very edge of the seat.

Alicia pulled on a slightly loose piece of bark and delved into the exploration of its rich inner life.

- Still do not understand. Walking with your spouse, talking? In what sense? To work? Or to these, what’s their name, workers’ demonstrations?

- Are you crazy? In the same sense as they said earlier: she is walking with him. Or, for example, this idiot is walking with your sister. Or your secretary is walking with the asshole who set you up.

Alicia studied the bark so intently that she even took off her glasses.

- I see two varieties - snow-white and brownish. I'll have to find a magnifying glass. Everything is clear about walking, but as I understand it, it always meant that someone was dozing with someone else. Are you sleeping with your spouse?

“Except for the fact that we’ve been divorced for nine years, this wouldn’t be anything unusual.” But just imagine, I’m not sleeping. But it is entirely possible that we will get married again.

I sat relaxed on the edge, smoking, the chair was reliable, strong, and nothing threatened my balance. But Alicia stood on a rather shaky curb, holding onto a thick branch with one hand, and with the other, pulling a peeling piece of bark to her very nose. In fact, she is quite a dexterous lady, and all sorts of acrobatic exercises are mere trifles for her, but here it’s a problem. Jumping off the bark, she sharply backed up and, unable to resist, fell with all her might into the chair that was successfully placed behind her. She landed, maybe not literally in the center, but on a pad. Which is amazing. It’s no different than the hand of fate, because they rarely appear on garden furniture.

“You shock me,” there was reproach in her voice. “I don’t understand you again.”

“Relax,” I recommended and suggested: “Do something else, think about pleasant things.” Would you like me to get you some coffee?

When I returned from the kitchen with coffee for Alicia and a beer for myself, a torn piece of bark lay among the table, concave side down and convex side up, next to a mysterious letter without beginning or end. And Alicia herself, God knows, for the umpteenth time already returned the fuchsias laid by the extreme wind to a vertical position. I returned two. I moved the bark away because the sight of the larvae now frolicking on the table did not arouse my interest.

Alicia, catching the pleasant smell of coffee, forgot about the mysteries of nature.

- Naturally, I am a smart lady, but you, be so kind as to explain it to me. That you will get married may be surprising, but I can still understand it. But oh, will your husband manage to get married? Is he like a man?

- Judging by the two children, who are very similar to him, faster yes.

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- The next one, which one is this?

- 3rd. Wait, who are you asking about, him or me? He will have the 4th, and I will have the 3rd.

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Gobies in tomato

Bullheads in tomatoes - a recipe for making them at home in a slow cooker

Ingredients:

fresh or frozen bull calves – 2 kg;
tomato juice (preferably homemade) – 500 ml;
water – 290 ml;
tomato paste – 60 g;
onions – 195 g;
carrots – 195 g;
wheat flour – 95 g;
Refined sunflower or olive oil – 95 ml;
rock salt;
sweet sand;
aromatic peppercorns – 3-5 pcs.;
ground dark pepper;
nutmeg;
dried parsley root;
bay leaves – 2 pcs.

Manufacturing

How to cook gobies in tomato - recipe in an autoclave

Ingredients:

fresh or frozen bull calves – 1 kg;
tomato juice (preferably homemade) – 290 ml;
onions – 145 g;
carrots – 95 g;
wheat flour – 95 g;
Refined sunflower or olive oil – 95 ml;
rock salt – 30 g;
sweet sand – 30 g;
citric acid – 10 g;
aromatic peppercorns – 3-5 pcs.;
ground dark pepper;
ground cinnamon;
ground cloves;
bay leaves – 2 pcs.

Manufacturing

How to prepare canned bulls in tomato at home

Canned bull-calves , of which there were huge quantities in all grocery stores in Russian times, were a great help for both students and business travelers. This tasty and healthy fish can be prepared in the form of a canned fish, which has no bones at all, in the home kitchen without an autoclave. Much tastier than the industrial version, homemade will become one of your favorite dishes.

Fishing families have long needed the production of canned food, especially when the catch is large. And from time to time it is difficult to feed children with bulls because of the small bones. Therefore, making them in the form of canned food may be necessary for every mother, and lean borscht with canned steer comes out very tasty. It will take a lot of time, but the role of the hostess will not be very troublesome, because the oven will be working the lion's share of the time.

Gobies in tomato canned recipe

− one kilogram of fish;
− three onions and three carrots;
− 200 grams of tomato paste (three single sachets);
− half a liter of water;
− 100 grams of vegetable oil;
− two tablespoons of flour;
− one tablespoon of sugar and half a spoon of salt;
− spices.

Whether you use fresh or frozen fish does not matter. Peel the fish, gut it and remove the head. The lateral, dorsal and caudal fins can also be removed if desired. Place well-washed carcasses in oven-safe containers. For such purposes, cast iron cauldrons or frying pans with high walls are comfortable.

Chop the peeled onion. The size of the shredder can be found based on the preferences of family members. We like it large, so that both carrots and onions can be seen in the canned food, so we cut it into half rings and cubes. Mix the vegetables along with the fish and spices. For canned bull calves in tomato, prepare the filling in a separate saucepan. Dissolve tomato paste, salt, sugar and flour in water.

Making a bull in a tomato

Pour tomato sauce over our fish. The fish must be completely covered with the filling; you can add a little water if the carcasses of the gobies peek above the surface. We preheat the oven to a temperature of 180-200 degrees and place the bulls to simmer for 6 hours, during this period of time the bones will become completely soft. Using this same recipe, you can cook bulls in a slow cooker , choosing a cooking time of 5 and a half hours.

After cooling, put into jars and store in the cold. To roll the bulls, place them in a sterile container and pasteurize them for 20 minutes before rolling.