If you’ve seen my Facebook wall, or hung around here for any length of time, you might have figured out that I love good food. Because of this predilection, I essentially was forced to learn to cook fairly well at a fairly early age. Going out to restaurants is expensive and while I love to go out, it does tend to get pricey. So I learned to cook.
I remember making Chioppino when I was in school just because I saw a recipe in a magazine and it looked good.
Just recently, I have gotten into making Bo Ssam, as well as a mixed bean salad with cilantro, onion, pepper and gorgonzola. I’ve always loved crab, even better than shrimp, and sushi is a favorite. However, there are “hangover tastes” left over from my earlier days: my childhood, poor times and sometimes it’s just crap food that I simply like. How about some examples? I simply love peanut butter on rye toast. With butter. I used to eat it as a kid and I still do on occasion. And not any fancy-schmancy peanut butter with lumps. I prefer the creamy stuff.
And even more disgusting: I like ham sandwiches with yellow mustard. On squishy white bread. I don’t know where I get this…
Now I can “gourmand” with the best of them. I love Thomas Keller’s work at the French Laundry and Per Se. The French Laundry is Mecca for me. And I hope to go have dinner there one day.
Here are a few examples of yesterday’s menu:
SALAD OF FRENCH LAUNDRY GARDEN BEETS
Compressed Asian Pear, Grapefruit, Marcona Almonds,
Green Tea and Gin-Crème Fraîche
SALAD OF BLACK MISSION FIGS
Fennel Bulb, Piedmont Hazelnuts, Arugula and 100-Year Aged Balsamic Vinegar