Lately...
lazy Sunday
A roundup of food happenings at our house...
A few Saturdays ago I really wanted something crispy and
crunchy, and something with shrimp. I
thought long and hard about this, and wrote a recipe in my head that involved
breading shrimp with panko and then baking it.
As much as I would like to think that I'm the first one to think of it,
a quick google search proved me wrong.
There are no more real, original ideas, right?
I settled on this
recipe, and modified it back to reality by using a whole egg and 2%
milk. I knew going into it that the
seasoning looked a little on the bland side, and yikes, I was right. Next time I'll amp up the flavorings for
sure. If we had eaten this shrimp on its
own, the lack of flavor would have been more of an issue, but I served it with
homemade remoulade, which more than made up for the flavor deficiency in the
shrimp. I typically use the remoulade
recipe from this
book (gosh how I love this book.
Have I told you that before? I
bought this at an antique mall - at the much missed Bojo's
in Memphis - after our honeymoon to New Orleans and I looove it. Love!
His little stories alone about his mom and grandmother are worth the
price of the book, but the recipes are great as well).
Also: Mother's Day. Let me just say...my husband did so
well. As did the weather! I told him I didn't want any gifts - just
time with the two of them. So that's
exactly what we did. We kicked off the
weekend with brunch at Cafe
Eclectic, and then we drove out to Shelby Farms to pick
strawberries. I told my husband that I
want this to be just one of the many traditions that we start with A. My grandmother took me to pick strawberries
when I was young and I always remember that fondly. After the berry picking (and A's first
taste!), we had milkshakes at Wiles-Smith, and
then we went home and I got to make jam while little A played in the kitchen
with me. That night, we grilled pork
steaks and corn on the cob and enjoyed our deck and the nice weather. On Sunday, my husband made me buttermilk
waffle, bacon, and coffee. Do you see a
theme with this Mother's Day?
And then last weekend (yes, I'm still typing, I'm really
sorry), there was a request put in for some homemade ice cream, so I made
french vanilla ice cream using this
recipe from my KitchenAid ice cream maker recipe booklet. I know, way to branch out, right? But I've made it before and it's so. so.
good. Does anyone else sort of gasp when
they start pouring the custard into the mixer, like it won't all fit in
there? It always miraculously does,
though. And each time I make ice cream I
think about the other recipes that I want to try, like this. I'm also on the lookout for a pistachio ice
cream (or gelato? custard?) recipe. Any
ideas out there?
Also, this
is how I feel about coffee. I wish every
moment was a morning moment so I can just slowly sip good coffee and pick at a
warm pastry. Right?
Ok, one last link. I
made this
brisket on Saturday night for some good friends (who are
expecting! Any day now, and our little
boy will have a playmate!), and it turned out beautifully. I didn't have any peach preserves on hand,
but I did have canned peaches. I tried
to make them better by simmering them in butter and brown sugar for an
hour. It was a good stand in for the
preserves, surprisingly!
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