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Memorial Day kicks off summer by it's unilateral command to grill. Here in NoCal, summer comes in fits and starts, landing anywhere from mid-April to late-March. Even so, we grill.
Being patriotic, we grilled short rib/bacon burgers from Marin Sun Farms. Yum indeed accompanied by fresh white corn and potato salad.
evidently patriotism runs in our blood...
Now for the rhubarb caramel ice cream sundaes for dessert.
Oona wore a bright blue wig to our monthly game of 'Luck of the Draw.' Who won? I don't remember.
Topped with fresh mozzarella, salami and pepperoni and a sprinkling of basil leaves, it proved to be a good pie in the end.
I combined two recipes, using the sauce from this and the crust from the following link. The crust remains a work in progress.
http://food52.com/recipes/4502_una_pizza_rustica_e_autentica_for_sophia_loren
http://food52.com/recipes/2611_broccoli_rabe_potato_and_rosemary_pizza
This was the caesar dressing, a definite keeper...
http://food52.com/recipes/4508_my_classic_caesar
Fantastic pizza made tonight, but I sadly muffed one upon delivery to one incredibly hot oven. So we pretended it was a calzone.
Made an awesome homemade dressing, Caesar style, just like my picky eater likes it. Sadly we had no croutons or suitable bread to make such from--a necessary part of Caesar salad. Finding a leftover hot dog roll, I chunked it into cubes and dribbled it with olive oil. After popping into a hot oven, I got credible enough croutons, however white bready, for our ensalada.
Life's been super busy as the school year winds down. Between field trips, freelancing and my UCLA class, things tend to fall through the cracks. Like my massage appointment on Tuesday morning. I got so wrapped up in finishing my homework, I totally spaced it. I've never done that before. Miss Megan rocks as a masseuse and I felt bad the rest of the day. The only thing I could think to do was make some frosted brownies as penance. I know at least one kidlet like them, as she licked the bowl quite clean. Hopefully Megan will feel the same.
A Wisco girl, some things I grew up with seem so alien to California. Like lilacs, pussy willows, maple syrup and rhubarb. I grew up noshing on long lengths of the ruby stalks each early summer. Out back behind the pool, after raiding all the sweet peas in the garden we'd strip the stalks of their poisonous leaves and dip them into the red-stained sticky sugar bowl.
Needing a seasonal touchstone from my past, I reveled in finding rhubarb here in the market and cooked a passle up with a pound of frozen strawberries we'd picked last summer.
A scraping of tangerine peel, a dash of rose and voila...the most delectable adult baby food ever.
Imagine such fantastic tartly sweetness magnified times ten rendered into an utterly beguiling compote.
Add vanilla ice cream and you've found my sweet dessert spot.
India Jane shucked our ears of corn all by her 7-year old self. I especially love her thoughtful note.
Next up, we seared some fresh filets of local slamon caught off the near horizon.
Delish beyond compare, it was from start to finish. Thanks to Food52 for the fab recipe.
http://food52.com/recipes/13407_le_bernardins_crispyskinned_fish
Grilled the whole shebang tonight, ribeye and the salad, start to yummy finish.
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/20/magazine/grill-em-all.html?hpw
Who doesn't love a good story?
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