This morning I write a whiny post about the weather, and today we have the first cool day in months. Guess I should bitch and moan more often!
So Georg and I have cooked dinner every night this week, which has felt really nice. And no zucchini! (Okay, I admit it. I'm getting tired of zucchini.)
On Monday I tried to recreate the dish I had at Provence on Georg's birthday. Mine didn't turn out nearly as well, but I guess that's because I'm not a chef at a fancy French restaurant. My veloute tasted nice but seemed kind of gummy and floury. (Actually, Georg said it wasn't. But I'm not sure if I'm just not used to flour-based sauces anymore, or if he was just trying to make me feel better.) We sauteed the fish in a generous helping of butter, and then heated the veloute in the leftover butter to loosen it up a bit and pick up the pan drippings. And with the roasted garlic, it turned out pretty well if I do say so.
Yesterday Georg made pork chops with a pecan crust and peaches on top. Yum! Then tonight we celebrated the cool weather with Lisa's amazing spinach casserole. I am so desperate for fall.
this really doesn't have anything to do with anything, but on "hell's kitchen" (another reality show i got utterly sucked into) one aspiring chef made steak with peaches on top. i think chef ramsay gagged when he ate it.
pork with peaches sounds much, much better. ;-)