The general plan of attack, over the course of the weekend:
*Beef roast with creamy mushroom gravy, and baked Idaho's with garlic butter*
*Vidalia French onion soup with Swiss Gruyere*
*Fresh hot corn bread from an iron skillet*
*Brown rice and flame berry pudding*
All in no particular order.
The rice pudding concoction has been in the family since I made it up tomorrow. It involves aromatic Basmati brown rice and fancy jumbo red raisins (flame berries). It will be baking slow all night, and is really an experiment. We shall see how it turns out, but it's likely Lin will be doing the desert of this food war.
(update: I pulled the rice pudding from the oven, and decided it would be best to let it cool and refrigerate. While it was sitting there... locusts descended and half of it's gone already. Damn. I didn't think it was that good yet... not even half as creamy as it should be. Enough left I can finish it and post pictures tomorrow.... if it survives the night)
The French onion soup is a classic, and celebrates the first really good Vidalia onions of the season. Beef stock, chicken stock, apple juice... all to the traditional method. Toasted french bread on top with Gruyere cheese melted under the broiler.
Onion soup, and French onion soup in particular has a history dating back to early Roman recipes. The French onion soup we know today is credited to King Luis XV, who legend says found himself with little but onions, cheese and champagne while at his hunting lodge one day. Later, the onion soup became a staple of poor French miners. Their wives grew onions by the bag full, and were able to make the hearty soup. They ladled it into crocks, put bread on top, and melted a cap of cheese on as a lid.
I'm not sure who will be here this weekend, but anything left over becomes lunches for the week. Food does not go to waste..... :-)
In example..... dinner tonight was some leftover beef brisket slow cooked, with gravy, on whole grain tortillas.
1 comment:
mmm, rice pudding, unfair advantage. and flame berries. Cool.
The brave flame berry.
Calling us loudly and bold
to pluck its sweetness
despite lingering cold
There as a bright torch
on study bushes to light
a cold and lonely porch
Winter from its leaves gone
it gallantly hails
greeting bright as dawn
each passing that way
bidding him fare heartily
despite the long day
Frost endured to bring
a small touch to a meal
that's fit for a king
The brave flame berry.
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