And I aim to please. With gorgeous weather predicted for this Memorial Day weekend, I knew I’d have to break out the smoker, and what better way to kick off the summer than with a 7 1/2-pound pork butt?
It’s been an interesting 10 days or so here, a stretch of time in which I managed to do almost no cooking, if you can believe it! Oh sure, there was the Greek chicken experiment of last weekend in which I discovered a deep dislike of dried oregano, which tastes a lot like aspirin to me. But once it was scraped off, the leftover chicken was pretty good in a cobbled-together chicken and broccoli casserole in cheese sauce — nothing fancy, but it warmed me during the cold days at the beginning of the week.
Last Wednesday night was for dining out in the city. I met up with Claudia of cook eat FRET at Insieme for a getting-to-know-you dinner and had an absolute ball. The food ranged from sublime (Oh, branzino, where have you been all my life?) to Why Is This Even On the Menu? (Sweetbreads, liver, etc. appetizer — I’m looking at you), but bookending the meal with a rye-based Manhattan and pear eau de vie turned out to be a really good idea, and made the late bus ride home much more enjoyable than it otherwise would have been. And Claudia? She […]
When I was in grad school more years ago than I care to count, my roommates (Shannon & Mike) and I moved into a great big apartment next door to an old friend (Elaine) from their undergrad days. That very summer, Elaine’s younger brother (Ben) came to stay with her while he was interning at a local company during his school break. Now, I’m pretty quiet around strangers until I get to know them, but when Shannon, Mike, and Elaine ran out to the grocery store for all of 20 minutes, they returned to find two fast friends in the making. Ben and I bonded over pork and bad country music, as I recall. And we haven’t shut up since.
In 2000, I moved to NY and Ben to Columbia via L.A. (long story), so we don’t see each other that often, but make up for it with frequent IMs. All of this is my way of introducing you to his new blog, Keeping it Canli (that’s canli like octopi — plural for his last name, Canlas), where he’ll discuss whatever pops into his mind and post pictures of his bee-u-tee-ful daughter, Ava.
FYI, his family celebrates […]