Archive for April, 2009

Meat

It. Has. Been. So. Long. Since I cooked and wrote. But here is why: I was goddamn busy; get off my back.

I have an announcement to make. I’m going vagitarian. Oops. I mean VEGitarian. No Sam Ronson for me. Now I know, it’s like you’re saying to yourself, “What a dumb hoe. How she gonna write this stupid blog called Go MEAT Yourself and not eat meat? I aughta slap her”.

But here is the thing. Meat is dirty. I just read a book that freaked me the fuck out SO, I’m going vag. For 4 weeks. Then I’m back riding my meat wave to the pulled pork in the sky. D Day is after Memorial Day weekend BBQs. Watch out for this hoe cause I may be cranky for not getting my double daily dose of the meats. And? Fish is included. Yalls going to get so much freaking tofu and quinoa and goat cheese and bean recipes, you’re gonna fart by just reading this bitch.

T minus 25 days to fill up the gullet as much as possible on the lamb shanks, cheeseburgers, hanger steaks, bacon, salami, pork belly, pastrami and rye, corned beef hash, hot dogs, gyros, chicken wings, turkey mayo sammies, roast beef like a mo, smoked turkey legs, chicken salad, pulled pork, ribs, salmon steaks, tuna steaks, swordfish steaks, broiled shimps, boiled shrimp, shrimps rolls, fish tacos, mussels, clams, crabs, lobsters and straight. up. steak.

Cry for me argentina cause you know I’m gonna be hungry. Until then, send me your suggestions on how not to starve.

Bánh Mì Ass

I love when hipster foodies talk shit about other hipster foodies for being hipster foodies. It’s like a circle jerk of Gotchyas. Like, a competition of who wears dirtier converse sneakers or brighter colored headbands, or who is more poor even though they live in Williamsburg and graduated from Bard last year. I think I just threw up my Bacon On Everything Because It’s Ironic To Love Bacon Because It’s So Unhealthy snack.

Enjoy the annoyingness here.

PS. Wait, did I just jerk Eater.com off?

PPS. How many hipsters does it take to screw in a light bulb?

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Fucking Easter… You’re Awesome.

I love Easter cause it’s all the food and none of the shopping. It’s not that I don’t like giving (or getting) christmas or kwanza gifts for my loved ones. It’s that if I have to stand in one more holiday line, fight my way through one more crowd of coupon-wielding buyers, I will punch a bitch in their mouth. And that’s why JJ loves Easter. You get to eat lots with fam and get drunk without having to remember to leave cookies for jesus.

B and I hosted this year. We had my fam and friends without fam (or friends with fam that don’t love them much). And instead of packing the place with the usual overfed fatties, we wanted to cook a regular amount of food for a regular sized plate – very unamerican of us. (well, B’s not american, that’s probably where that comes from). Anyways. We made lamb, roast potatoes, salad and asparagus. Check it, check it out to the bricka bricka.

Roasted Leg of Lamb
5.5 lbs of boneless lamb
2.5 lbs of boneless lamb
5 cloves or garlic
leaves from 4 stalks of rosemary
olive oil
salt
pepper
baking twine / string
Serves 12

I grabbed these two pieces of lamb /\ and cut the larger one in half so I had thee equal pieces of meat. You can do two 4lb pieces if you want but it will change the cooking time. The night before you are to gorge on this lamb roast, toss your garlic and rosemary leaves into the food processor. While pulsing, drizzle olive oil until it becomes a paste. You may have to pause to scrape the sides of the processor. When the paste is made, swath over your lamb meat and and stick in the fridge for a day.

About 30 minutes prior to roasting, pull out the lamb and bring to room temp. Preheat your oven to 450 degree. While waiting, wrap your lambs up into tight little footballs with your cooking string. It will be obvious where you are doing the folding and the tightening – promise. Tie that mother tight and place each piece into one large roasting pan.

Roast at 450 for 15 minutes. Reduce the temp to 325 and roast until the meat is at 125 for medium rare. Go get yourself a meat thermometer. It will change everything. Gonna be about 45 minutes at 325, but I can’t tell you exactly cause there are too many variables. Remove from oven and let sit for 15 minutes. Get your hot piece of meat (for me, that’s B) to cut your roast against the grain for optimal tenderoni.


Tangerine and Fennel Over Greens
This is the same tired ass salad I made the other night but I just cannot get enough of this shit.

Grilled Asparagus with Hollandaise Sauce
I’m not going to bother to give you a recipe for the hollandaise sauce cause it’s not worth it. I mean, it was good, but really i just used tyler florence’s tastiness and I know you aren’t going to make this shit anyways.

Grilled Asparagus Recipe: Buy asparagus. Cut asparagus. Oil asparagus. Grill asparagus. Eat asparagus. Pee asparagus.

Roast Potatoes English Style
I don’t know how to make these – this was all B. But dead ass, this was the best thing on the table. Thank you Mama B for giving your son a butt like that and also teaching him how to make these nuggets of love. Maybe if we are lucky, he’ll jump in with a guest post and grace us with a recipe.

And last but not least, thanks so so much to K and P (click those letters) for taking these dizzle pics we see here. Never would have been able to wield a camera and a spatula and feed your asses at the same time. Big ups.


Goddamn Industry With Their Unrealistic Goals, Making Me Throw Up After I Eat

Duck It. Fried Rice Again. (Too Good Not To)

Do you ever decide that Tonight is Thee Night that you are going to get hammered? Yeah, me too. Luckily, B thinks it’s funny when I throw up. But you know what he doesn’t think is funny? My face getting splattered with hot wok oil. I think that’s why he took over the cheffing of our Duck Fried Rice the other night. You knew that duck fried rice was coming, right? Cause I made duck breastesess the other night and you know I didn’t finish my plate. And what’s better than eating duck for dinner? Eating duck for leftovers the next night. Wordemup.

I don’t usually put pics of the ingredients /\ but thought it would save some time so yall would know what I was blathering about.

Duck Fried Rice

1/2 or 1 cup spicy kimchi
fermented beans, korean style, if you can find em. If not, no big woop.
carrots, julienne
cooked duck, cubed, however much your fat ass wants
1 scoop of bean paste
5 cups of cooked rice
1/8 c of soy or tamari
1 cup of cilantro, chopped
2 scallions, sliced
sesame, drizzled on top
Sirachi, for garnish, if desired
Serves 2 drunk mother fuckers.

Heat your wok. Depending on how well seasoned it is (seasoned means oily), you may or may not have to use a bit of oil. Veg or peanut oil work juuuust fine. Heat your work and add the oil. When the oil is hot, throw in your kimchi. For this recipe, I like to use the one with all the veg in it and not just the cabbage. When heated through, throw in the beans and the carrots. After the carrots are heated through, toss in your meat. Add in a generous dollop of bean paste and mix. After 60 seconds, move it all to the side and add your rice. Fry for a smidge and then stir well until everything is incorporated. Add the soy sauce or tamari – which ever one you are using. When everything is nice and hot and you’re drooling, serve into two eatin bowls. Garnish with cilantro, scallions and sesame oil. I also add… wait for it… sirachi. Duh.

If You Had 250 Bucks To Cook Something, What Would You Make?

And let’s say that you can’t cook more wishes or any of that bull plop. Forseirz, if someone were footing the grocery bill, what the hell would you make?