We had a friend over for dinner last night. Apps were escargots with crusty baguette & marinated baby artichokes (pretty bland). Delicious Calvados 75s to go with.
What you see next to the flute is a marzipan pumpkin from a patisserie in my hometown, where our guest runs an academic program, and which he hand-picked for me for its mischievous smirk
The main attraction was cedar plank Norwegian salmon slathered with Penzey’s Foxpointe seasoning,
fennel gratin with tarragon cream, parm and panko,
and gem lettuces with flavor bomb tomatoes, walnuts & walnut vinaigrette. The salmon was perfectly cooked (i.e. not incinerated as happened to the poor char during our recent fish grilling adventure) – and it had a pronounced smoky flavor from the cedar plank. I’d made a horseradish dill sauce to go with, but I don’t think it was needed.
Our guest brought an apple-walnut tart for dessert that needed to be finished in our oven. The dough never really cooked through, so we just ate the custard filling
Every once in a while, I make something that even impresses myself. Last night’s Szechuan Chicken. Good spice level, peppers and onions still crunchy, chicken tender with a crisp corn starch coating. Boneless skinless thighs is the key. Photo directly from the wok. White rice not pictured.
Sole Makhani, adapted from Maunika Gowardhan’s Butter Chicken recipe. I used half and half because I am housebound still, so I made up for it with extra butter. More butter = more self care!
Just got home from a two week visit in Ohio with my 91 year old mother. We have a tradition of making cheese sandwiches with honey mustard and a bunch of grapes to eat in the airport. So I ate that while I waited to board my flight from Columbus, and in between my connection in Baltimore I had a big Snickers candy bar. We live two hours from the airport in Providence - and my DH bought a chicken pot pie from a local market so that’s what we’re having for dinner.
We flew into Bradley Field in Hartford 40+ years ago until we discovered Providence//Green airport. I remember the days when you parked out front and walked right in.
A new pizza place in town makes Detroit-style pies, which we were unfamiliar with. They had been pimped in one of my local food groups, and since I didn’t feel like cooking after a late-ish band practice, we decided to give them a try.
Two personal pizzas, one garlic pickle, one classic. The garlic pickle pizza was* the bomb, the classic one different (the sauce is on top of the cheese), but not nearly as delish as the pickle pie.
I was surprised how much I liked the crust, generally being in the thin crust / Neapolitan camp. Fluffy, flavorful, crispy on the outside.
A half a dozen wings we got on the side were meaty and crispy, the blue cheese dip with nice chonkz of cheez. We might just have found a new delivery source for our poker games
Grilled salmon tonight with dill, lemon, white wine, butter. Oven roasted potatoes Leftover greens. And dying to try out Knorrs Hollandaise sauce. Two thumbs up on the sauce. It will do in a pinch. Since I’ll never make HS from scratch. Thanks liguafood.
We live on the outer Cape and are equidistant between Boston Logan and TF Green in Providence. Two hours plus a factor for traffic. My dear mother drove me to the airport this morning in less than 20 minutes from her house.
Tonight’s dinner was chicken broccoli stirfry from skinnytaste and rice on the side. I used half a cup of stock and a quarter cup of rice and I still ended up with a large quantity of rice.
A white BC King salmon, oil-roasted with lemons and served with Meyer lemon sauce. Store-bought greens with house vinaigrette. ATK’s giant blueberry pan biscuit.
