This explains a lot….
Forty percent of escargot, the snail dish, is butter.
But I can think of better excuses to eat butter.
This explains a lot…..
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I want to try some of this butter…
Life is too short to eat margarine. Really and truly. One of my indulgences is to drop $3 for a brick of Somerdale English butter at Central Market. It’s too expensive to use for cooking, but spread it on bread and it will knock your socks off. It’s like tasting real farm eggs, or chicken that comes from an actual farm. For people raised on mass-produced food — which is to say, almost all of us — it’s like tasting the Platonic essence of the thing for the first time. If you’re me, there’s very little that can give so much pleasure for $3 than a block of English butter, which makes most commercially available American butters taste pale and watery.
It isn't just the guys. . .
Ok, so this could so easily be me. . .It’s a detailed and funny (especially if you can relate) tale of a lady dining out of her class. I can relate; totally. Nearly nothing can make me feel so uncomfortable as dining out of my class, and I completely agree with this statement:
I am so out of place. I am beneath… contendedly so. And I’m fine that way. I will never get use to food I can’t recognize in a glance. I will never understand silence at a dinner table, talking only of surface subjects – everything being wonderful and beautiful – instead of talking wildly or debating the latest subject, laughing hilariously about something that happened that day, cutting back and forth in between bites, each sharing their part of a story, finishing off each others sentences – disagreeing and just agreeing to disagree, moving right along to the next topic – dinner time being the best part of our day, feeling so close and connected. That’s where we formed our beliefs, our loves, our memories.
I’ll never quite understand why there is five eating utensils and two glasses, and a napkin that looks more like something you would frame.
I don’t want to spoil the story and ruin all the build-up and such, but I will say that it involves taking food that appears to be safe (some type of potato), and only finding out after it’s in her mouth that it’s really a sea urchin!
Go read it.
Maybe you might even begin to understand why I avoid all formal occasions like the plague. Actually, I might have an easier time dealing with the plague. . .
How Europe survives
We highlight so many examples of ridicules regulation over in Europe that it is worth highlighting how they survive. This from a New York Times article called Their House Is Your Trattoria…
Full and happy, we got up to leave and I started to leave a tip. “This isn’t done,” said Emanuele. “These places don’t pay taxes; all the money goes in their pockets.” Do they ever get in trouble with the law? “See those two men in the corner?” he pointed. “They’re police, and they like the food as much as the rest of us.”
The article was all about how the best food in Italy can be found in small places that operate outside the law. Thus ridicules European regulations don’t apply to them.
This recipe calls to mind a fond memory….
This recipe for a cubed steak sandwich reminds me of the way that venison was served to some of us on a certain job. Man was that good. It was the best venison that I have ever had, although that may have had something to do with post hole digging and demo work we had been doing that day….
A crime to admire…..
Us muscle bound barbarians (as the troll likes to call us) sympathies with this poor cowboy. More to the point, we admire his skill and audacity at pulling off the perfect high society crime.
Beef Stew
Due to an uncooperative camera, poor lighting, and batteries running out of juice, and a frazzled cook, there will only be a few photos accompanying this recipe. And unfortunately, this in not one of those “carved in stone” recipes, but one of those “wing-and-a-prayer, this is how I did it this time” recipes. Every time Click Here to continue reading.
Grilled Cheese Sandwiches
Also referred to, at least around here, as “Girlled Cheese Sandwiches”. It makes about as much sense; after all, I don’t cook them on a grill (I use a griddle), and, at least around here, they’re always made by girls.
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How to Stretch: Balsamic Chicken and Mushrooms
More gravy. When you need to really stretch the leftover’s from the night before, your choices are generally gravy or soup, and when your audience doesn’t really care for soup but does like gravy. . .well, you wind up making a lot of gravy. It effectively spreads out the protein without leaving people hungry.
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How to Stretch: Baked Chicken
You know what I mean by “Baked Chicken”. The chicken you ate last night drowned in ketchup or gravy. Usually it’s chicken breasts with some kind of breaded topping–crushed cornflakes, or seasoned bread crumbs. Now it’s the next day, and the chicken hasn’t gotten any more moist or flavorful. Now what?
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