I looked forward to posting this week’s meal because I figured it would well illustrate two things: one, what it is I eat when I eat alone, and two, how much of a glutton I can be on really simple peasant fare. You see, I planned on telling you all about a lovely vegetarian dinner of polenta with foraged wild mushrooms: both main ingredients being things verboten, nay, HATED by my family…thus, best to eat when they’re away. And: it’s a meal I *crave* for them to leave so I can make it.
But a funny thing happened on the way to dinner.
I had to dig, deep, in the bigger chest freezer to retrieve the last two-pound bag of Bloody Butcher cornmeal from a grower in Nashville, MI: wonderful meal that yields gritty, deeply-flavored polenta or cornbread; cornmeal well worth digging to the bottom of a freezer for. But, with each successive layer of frozen items I dug through, the angrier, and colder, I got. And: what I was digging through was so much more…in the way of instant gratification (i.e., steaks) that I finally said SCREW IT! gimme some MEAT!
So, here’s the meal:
- Broiled grass-fed “sizzler” steak from the Pekel farm in Shelbyville
- pan-fried All Blue potatoes, fried up in goosefat from one of our goslings
- garlic-mashed Triamble squash
- greenhouse salad with roasted, foraged walnuts and an apple cider/yogurt vinaigrette
And it went down well with two glasses of red wine put up by a friend of ours in honor of his son’s birth, six years ago.