Every Tuesday night the folks who live in my house gather for dinner together. We take turns making it, and last week it was all me. I had just had a crappy day at work and thoroughly enjoyed banging pans around. I stole my menu and recipes, as usual, from Cooking Light.
Pork Tenderloin Studded with Rosemary and Garlic
Boiled red potatoes
The pork was the big hit, even with Laura who normally doesn't really go in for the whole slab-of-meat thing. Do I want to be the type of woman known for my PORK?
And this week we switch to Thursday night. How confusing!
I call this drink a "wee dram of scotch".
1 oz. single-malt Scotch whiskey; Macallan, Laphroaig, Talisker, Oban, or the like.
Pour 1 oz. whiskey into an appropriate whiskey nosing glass. Sip slowly.
Substitute Jack Daniels if you can fake a better southern accent than a Scottish one.
Wow. This girl is nuts. She has set herself the goal of cooking every recipe from Mastering the Art of French Cooking I in a single year. 536 recipes in 365 days. She writes well, and is honest about her mistakes, successes, and failures - it's a pleasure to read. I'm certainly going to be keeping an eye on her for the next 10 months.
It's been a while since i cooked for folks other than ourselves. I decided on a whim to see if any of my friends could be lured over to chez borogove for dinner on Saturday night; i scored big and caught both of the Leckmans and Forrest.
We started relatively early (for borogoves; the Leckmans are early birds by nature) at 6:30. I had a large pitcher of minted lime-ginger ale on the table, and a bowl of attractive heirloom eggplants as a centerpiece. We started with some sweet & spicy pecans (from 1999 Best American Recipes) and a bowl of olives while i finished off the soup.
We moved to the table to share some scallion & mushroom soup - it was a lovely rough puree, and i did a first in cooking for me: i mounted the soup with soy milk instead of dairy milk. It turned out nicely, i think - and the lactose-intolerant at the table i'm sure appreciated it.
The main course was a huge salad with a simple vinaigrette, pomegranite seeds, and diced cucumber, and a series of freeform tarts: onion jam & sweet corn; chantarelles, butter, and persillade; a goat's milk cheese that was a little like havarti with sweet italian sausage and yellow bell pepper; and leeks with chevre, lemon, and smoked salmon. A few of us paired a Bonny Doon 'Ceci n'est pas un cigare blanc' with our tarts & salad.
For dessert we tried Nancy Silverton's definitive hot fudge from the same 1999 BAR over ice cream - it was lucious, thick, and dairy-free.
Overall, a good supper shared with particularly lovely friends - even Ely had a few nibbles of the sausage.
The final menu:
sweet & spicy pecans, olives
scallion and mushroom soup
a bevy of tarts
green salad with pomegranites and cucumbers
hot fudge sundaes