Archive for July, 2009

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101 Simple Salads for the Season

FRESH AND FRESHER Clockwise, from top left: tuna, egg, green beans (No. 56); carrots, blueberries, sunflower seeds (7); croutons, tomatoes, mozzarella (42); walnuts, blue cheese, raspberries (49); couscous, oranges, honey (95); strawberries, tomatoes, Parmesan (13)….

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Something Meaty on Something Greany: Vietnamese Salad

I make my hunger diversify its preoccupation with asian food at least. You don’t see biff and broccoli up in this bitch everyday, do ya? Didn’t think so. But I suppose you do get a lotta shit with soy sauce. Sorry? Or… you’re welcome.

I’m working in Chinatown at my day job that does pay these bills (cause yall see that ad to the left? please know fo sho that that shit ain’t puttin food on the table). There is this vietnamese spot near my office that I like to go slam 4.75 on the table of and order a big fat hardy bowl of rice/salad/beefy shtuff. I recreated it for you here. You can substitute the rice for rice noodles if you want. Or, if you are an atkins freak that thinks bacon is better for you than bread, remove the rice product all together.

Vietnamese Salad

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Sally Sells Shellfish By The Seashore

Sally sells seafood by the seashore. I can say that easy. I can’t for the effing mother humpin life of me say “shellfish” before or after any other word. Can you? So, in tribute to shellfish and it’s tricky tax on my tongue, I offer a few food affiliated tongues ties right before I present you with a completely non sequitured recipe for steamed clams and mussels marinara. Mm-mm good.

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, where the fuck is the pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?

A box of biscuits, a batch of mixed biscuits. (when my cousin little, he used refer to balls as biscuits and tell everyone he was going to kick em in the biscuits.)

Lily ladles little Letty’s nipple lentil soup.

Irish wristwatch. (ok, not food related but for some reason, but I like.)

Beer Steamed Clams

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Crabs Are Not Always A Bad Thing

Also? What about the whole “bottom feeder thing? Sure, they are at the bottom of the food chain, but what about the fact that they are delicious as all get out? Also, is there a big diff between eating this thing from the sea and eating salmon? Or tuna? Or chicken, for that matter? Or eggs? Where do you draw the line?! Let’s just start over with all the food rules and just remove cucumbers from the whole shebang. And bacon. Just kidding ya fucking hipsters! (I know yalls in gonna blast me next time I post about bacon.)

Anywho! B and I wanted to eat some crab. So we got some. And guess what? We can’t really pay our rent this month. So we are accepting donations in the form of cash or crab. If you are richer than us, I would suggest you eat this shmack every day of your beautiful life. If you are regular folk like us, treat yourself with a couple of them humongous legs and supplement with some tasty bread. Promise – it’s a perfect meal.

Also? Easy as pie. In fact, way easier than pie! No dough and shit. Just some crab legs, which we bought frozen, and then boiled in a large pot for 6 to 8 minutes. Take em out. Crack em. Eat em. Let the butter dribble down your chin in the sexiest way poss.

King Crab Legs with Garlic Butter and Lemon

For the butter sauce, which as you can imagine is as important as anything:

1 stick of salted butter
3 cloves of garlic, pressed (or finely chopped)
1/2 cup of finely chopped parsley (I’m normally a flat leaf kinda girl, but for this we went USA all the way, and now I like! Don’t be afraid to get American-style anything, I promise you loving liberals, you will still be cool!)
1 lemon

Add the butter, garlic and parsley to a heavy, small sauce pot. Heat as low as possible so it slowly melts and mingles without burning. Serve straight out of the pot so that its stays warm. Serve your crab with squeezes of lemon. Then dip your crab, bread, fingers and any other sexy extremity into the butter and thank your momma for a butt like that.

Guest Post: Pullin’ Pork for America!

Howdy. I’m K. Longtime pal, and co-hanger outer of J & B. J has been asking me for ages to write a guest post. In fact, she’s been kind of a P in the A about it. But hey, my laziness is no match for her persistent nagging. So, buckle your seatbelts, because guess what,…Today Is The Day.

The short of the short is this. A few years back, I read, and instantly forgot, a recipe for shredded pork tacos. Sometime later, remembering only two elements about it 1) the meat was pork shoulder 2) it included apricot preserves, I decided to make the rest up.

Not only did I not embarrass myself, but it was even considered a hit. I’ve done it many more times since, tweaking and adjusting each time.

Fast forward to last Saturday’s 4th of July BBQ. The apricot preserves sat out this time (thank god. –ed.), and I instead brought in a ringer to take this game to the next level. Chipotle Peppers.

*Ahem* Can you say Home Run?? Try sounding it out. “Home” has a long Ō, and the E is silent.

The chipotle is one of my favorite things. It’s a smoked jalapeno. That’s right, some freaking guy (Or girl ya douche bag – ed.) got drunk and amazingly found a way to Improve on the jalapeno.

And well, then I got drunk and used the chipotles to improve on my pork shoulder. Rock and Roll, it most certainly did. The BBQ crowd gave it an A+++.

So, that’s the story, and here’s how you do it. Oh, and did I mention it’s crazy easy? Because it is. It’s CRAZY easy. I mean, on the real. This is the crazy easiest delicious dish you’ll ever make.

Pulled Pork Taco
What’s in it:
1 (7-8 lb) pork shoulder – WITH THE BONE IN IT
1 big yellow onion
4-5 cloves of garlic
2-3 medium jalapeños
1 small bunch of cilantro
2 cans of chipotles in adobo sauce
1 lime
salt/pepper
Serves 15 fat asses

What’s done with it:
Express yourself with a knife on the onion, garlic, jalapenos and cilantro. You can roughly chop the chipotles too if you want, or you can add them whole. Up to you. Or as Marco Pierre White would say, “You’re choice”.

Put the pork in the middle of a big double layer of foil. (needs to be Big cuz you’re gonna wrap it all up in there). Hit both sides with salt and pepper. Cover the whole thing with the chipotles and adobo. Then throw on the stuff you got all choppy with, plus squeezed lime.

Wrap it up in the foil. Make sure it’s as sealed as you can get it, cuz all those mind blowing juices are gonna do their best to escape.

As an added juice-saving precaution, and to minimize any mess, put the package in a baking dish, throw it in a 450 oven, and leave it for 5 hours. Yes. 5 HOURS. Don’t even ask it a question for anything less than 4 ½ hrs.

When done, take it out and let it rest for another 15 minutes. Then pretend its Christmas, and open this very special present to yourself. Trust me, your jaw will drop. Use forks to pull the pork apart. The meat will totally just fall off the bone.

That’s it. Throw it in a tortilla, squeeze a little more lime on it, add some homemade salsa, and you’re laughing.

Thanks K!! For pics of other mind blowing food from the July 4th BBQ, check these delights.


My Lovely Lady Dumplin

In addition to offending your lovely sensibilities, I also share my words (although with far less dick and fart jokes) on the Brooklyn Flea website. Maybe you’ve read it, or maybe you’ve gotten up off the couch and been to the Flea. It’s an awesome place to go, its a fucking awesome place to eat. Each Saturday morning I wake up with the dilemma of whether I will be eating a taco or papusa or Mexican-styled corn or grilled cheese with McClures spicy pickles or a lobster roll or a homemade ricotta prosciutto arugula thingy from my homegirls that make their own cheese. Either way, I know I won’t be eating Jordan’s cold noodles.

But now they’ve really done it. They brought in Asia Dog. Asia Dog will put all sorts of gems like curry or kimchi on both meat and vaggie hot dogs. Delish. Check the full menu here.

But listen, I already wrote about these folks once, so just read the shit here.

The point of THIS piece is to let you know its a small fucking world. The guys that do Asia Dog are down with the dumpling guy in Carroll Gardens, Eton. And when I was smashing a kimchi dog in my face last, they let me know that Steve would be entering in Eton’s Anniversary Celebration Dumpling Eating Contest. And you know I love me some dumplings.

First to 25 wins. It was awesome and gross and it made me hungry so B and I ordered a round of the meat. Oh man. Eton. Go there and get one of each kind.

Etan Dumplngs

Eton Dumplngs

Etan Dumpling Eating Contest

Eton Dumpling Eating Contest