Foodgasms

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collard greens:

a simple off-beat hankering
possessed me
o'er the weekend....

and yet,
the how?

so often,
southern-smothered;
vineagar'd,
sweetened ham-hock ahhhhhh...

but no.

an off-track try at something
simpler,
cleaner?

new to me....

not there,
there yet,
but almost...


fresh greens,
cross-cut
then stir-fried slight..

in olive oil
and hazelnut...

with garlic
and some yucca root
a dash of tony c's...

still crispy-tart,
a bite for bite...

damn!
next time.....

more there there.
 
Never met a green I didn't like. And I am very fond of quick-wilting them.

I loves me some Tony C's, too.
 
Never met a green I didn't like. And I am very fond of quick-wilting them.

I loves me some Tony C's, too.

with you
there,
t.


a foodgasm...
indeed...

strange too,
for the difference
between the ones...

those magic creations
for others

and

the strictly onanistic
culinary-magic
for just one's self...

the weekend's collards
may not be ready yet
for 'prime time';

far far too focused on the
there
rather than the
presentation...

but, the bastard product
was
damn close to
satisfy-ing-ly
perfect...

it became the only course,
the meal...

all other contenders that night,
in various states of preparedness,
were forgotten
for another time...

great greens.
great greens.​
 
Yeah, I don't really like the mushy southern-style collards. I cook them in bacon grease, hot, just to wilt and throw some vinegar on.
 
I don't wash pots and pans by hand. I throw them in the dishwasher. I don't care if the directions say hand wash only. Fuck that.
 
Pete and his highfalutin' ways.

"Metal fork," indeed. Do you order your butler wash it for you?
 
We were supposed to use forks?

Those dipping sauces are, in fact, spicy cocktail sauce. Did you see the size of that sandwich? It required all four, I swear.
 
Looks fun, Rose. Ever try Port of Call on Esplanade? Burgers big as your head, and twice as delicious!

I've been there once or twice, I think it's a rule. The tourist line out the door and around the block usually scares me away, though. I had no idea they sold pizza! I thought it was burger and potato only.
 
crabby jack
makes
a
roast duck poorboy.

gravy,
rich as mole...

the damned mess
tells a great story.




< we now return to
rachel ray in....

emily post
>
 
Those are some shrimpy shrimps, Rose. Did Crabby think you were a tourist? Looks like you were taken for a ride, metal fork or not.
 
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