View Larger i wanted to pass out in a greasy heap tonight*. so, you’re looking at grilled beef rib with a honey bbq glaze, sauteed “pee-wee” (?!) potatoes, and sauteed swiss chard (veggies, ew!). and, for no good reason other than cheese toast, a brioche dinner roll with melted manchego - one with broiled pork belly with hawaiian charcoal salt and the other with a poached egg.
i also screwed up a pie that was dubbed “hot fruit.” raspberries and green apples and graham cracker crust. lesson learned is hot fruit is just as good as pie.
i’m having a heart attack!
*context: i have been in a fight with keyspan since november 2008, so i don’t have cooking gas in my house. just a dying hot plate and dying toaster oven. the novelty of “cooking creatively” wore off after the first hour of life-without-a-stove and i’m too stubborn to concede to the gas giant (cuspy gemini). so let me use your kitchen! now my friends are out of town and i get to use their kitchen all i want! everyone, come eat at chateau tma? no? :(
