Sunday, April 8, 2012

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Easter morning coming down...

Today's Easter feast:

Highfalutin Appetizer: Knorr veggie spinach dip with supermarket bakery pumpernickel bread
1. BBQ smoked ham. A Stop & Rob ham cooked on the Weber kettle over a charcoal fire with seasoned gently with hickory chips.
2. Local carrots. A Sang Lee Farms specialty.
3. Pea shoots. Another Sang Lee slice of UTTER deliciousness.
4. Leftover sexy turnip, tossed with lardons of Polish bacon. The taste jury remains out on our sexy little rutabaga. They're...OK, but not really something I would seek out, but bacon salves many foodly sins. Will the bacon turn the worm? Stay tuned viewers!
5. Roasted tri-color fingerling potatoes. The remainder of the bag from the pot roast/beef stew episode seen on this channel recently.
6. Dinner rolls. Purchased especially for my sous chef Agnes. Hello, my name is Agnes and I'm addicted to dinner rolls.
7. Mark West pinot noir. Pinot for the People!
7A. A toast to those we've lost: Russian Standard Vodka chilled.
8. Macerated strawberries over dropped biscuits with fresh whipped cream. OK...strawberry shortcake you food snob.
9. Jackson Triggs ice wine.

Which brings me to the last point of this post: food snobs. They're one of the two reasons I do not visit Sang Lee as often as I would like. The other: their prices are simply murderous on our Great Recession budget. We spent $12.00 yesterday on the pea shoots, carrots, a box of cherry tomatoes and a bunch of scallions. WHOA! If it weren't for the holiday...

At any rate, there's no food snob snobbier than organic food snobs and somehow they always manage to ruin my visits to Sang Lee. Arrogant, nasty, my shit don't stink people buying overpriced, pesticide free, herbicide free, produce. Eating local and saving the Earth as they drive off in their gas guzzling Eurotrash muscle cars or family friendly four wheel drive half the size of a city bus sports utility vehicle. May they choke on their triple washed tatsoi!

If it weren't for the fact that they're the only place anywhere that sells peas shoots and Asian greens, I'd nae darken Sang Lee's door evermore.

I'm now stepping down from my soapbox and heading out to start the fire. Happy Easter everyone! Stop back for photos of the Easter feast.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

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Ta-Da!

Here are the results from last week's shopping and post:

1. Pot roast, pot roast O my. The picture speaks for itself:


Here's a recipe, in case you're interested:


1A. It ain't Sunday dinner without dessert. Here's a slab of Agnes' banana bread with butter schmear. Perfect not too sweet end to a very rich meal:


2. Horseradish. The scene of the crime after this year's "grinding of the root" celebration:


Not that I have any specific scientific means of quantifying this, but this year's batch is O MY GOD hot. I forced Agnes out of the house and suffered a major coughing fit while putting it up in the jars. It's had a few days to mellow on the vinegar brine, but it still bites HARD. In other words...perfection!

3. The sexy turnip has been boiled, mashed and pureed with butter/cream/salt/pepper to accompany today's Sunday offering: Pot roast 2.0 aka beef stew. The taste jury is out on the sexy one. It didn't really wow me taste wise as I was making it, but I'll reserve judgement until we re-heat and serve with the stew. Some foods need to be in the chorus not lead singers. Sorry, no photo here. Pureed turnips are NOT sexy.