We topped ours with crumbled pita chips, tzatziki, cucumber, tomato, feta, lettuce, and Italian chili relish. I would halve the rice portion and double the meat, but it was good. Side of haricots sauteed with garlic and tomatoes.
The season’s first bite of Copper River sockeye salmon – yay! Dry-rubbed with brown sugar, cayenne pepper and salt. Seared both sides on cast-iron on the stove-top, and finished quickly in a fast oven to a proper temp of “just underdone”.
DH will take the crispy skin on his salad, just like a crouton. Salad greens from the garden in a homemade Caesar dressing.
A hamburger tonight. Toasted pretzel bun, mayo, little gem, vidalia onion, tomato, ketchup, grilled 8/20 prime beef seasoned with Joe Beef butchers blend, sharp cheddar and whole grain mustard. Backyard Barbeque Kettle chips, Kosher dills and black olives. Malbec. Did the burger fit in my mouth, no and I have a big mouth, but I managed. Lots of paper towels to sop up the juice.
Grocery shopping is fun if the store has a great sound track. This morning, My Girl, American Pie, Piano Man, we were all singing and dancing in the aisles.
Dinner tonight was Indian takeout. Chicken Biryani, Tikka Masala, Tandoori, paneer saag, and a bunch of bread. Halfway through stuffing my face I realized I forgot to take a pic. Did manage one of this martini. Gorgeous if I do say so myself. A rare vodka-based one. I hit up a liquor-bearing Costco today and couldn’t resist their Kirkland French Vodka.
With dinner we watched “The Menu” (2022). If you love food and horror, this is a masterpiece. You will enjoy it more if you watch it as a satire rather than straight-up horror. It bites at the celebrity chef, the psychological stresses of a fine dining restaurant kitchen (or any kitchen/food service job for that matter), and the brutish assholes some customers can be. Agatha Christie meets Top Chef meets Hell’s Kitchen. I’ve never seen anything like it. There is a scene towards the end amidst the chaos and violence where Ralph Fiennes watches Anna Taylor-Joy eat a cheeseburger-- the look in his eyes is world class acting. Anthony Bourdain would have been a fan.
I loved it and watched it twice. It was better in the movie theatre, bc chef’s CLAP was far more jarring each time blasted over the speakers vs. our lowly home teevee.
My local Market Basket plays LOTS of older songs which I enjoy hearing. The kids at the register say they often don’t know the songs, but sometimes I get “Oh yeah, my mom/dad love the songs they play!” Ouch. LOL