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Saturday, February 28, 2009

Spiritual Bliss with Steak

Last night was a cathartic reminder of how much better and simpler life is with steak. There's nothing more natural than man chowing down on a big slab of beef. All you vegetarians, let's be honest with each other: we are carnivorous animals and eating meat is what we are supposed to be doing. Granted, eating it is relatively unhealthy and expensive and millions of animals are mercilessly slaughtered every day. But for me, steak is a stabilizing, grounding force that balances the connection between the physical and spiritual. In addition to eating steak on a regular basis, one should also practice this related "grounding" exercise to achieve complete life balance.

Adequate preparation is the prerequisite for success. I began by slicing onions, tomatoes, red peppers, summer squash, and zucchini for mom's casserole. If you dislike these fine examples of nature's bounty, please stop reading now. In a slightly-greased saucepan, I layered the veggies and three kinds of cheese: aged Gruyere, Jarlsberg (Swiss works fine here), and Parmesan. In between layers, I sprinkled thyme, salt and pepper. This one sat in the oven on 350 degrees for thirty to forty five minutes.



The four gorgeous, proud fillets shown here are salted, peppered, and ready for grilling.



I grilled the steaks for three to four minutes on each side under high heat. Upon smelling that classic, irreplaceable, post-grilling smell of perfectly-cooked beef, I decided to whip up some sauteed mushrooms and onions to accompany it and the squash casserole. Fried up in balsamic vinegar, this makes for a perfect companion for any cut of beef. I briefly considered melting Gorgonzola cheese on top of the fillets, but an investigation of the refrigerator revealed the bitter truth. Here is the complete ensemble.


I really do recommend giving the casserole a try. It is easy to make, healthy, and something you can look forward to eating. Once again, the pictures really do tell the whole story.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Thanksgiving Review

Since it is undoubtedly one of the best events of the year, I've decided it's only right to share the feast that was Smith Thanksgiving '08. Every year, I am left blown away by and bloated from my family's cooking; maybe it is the spices or the freshness of the ingredients that makes the food so good. But what really sets this meal apart from all the others is the tangible Pilgrim spirit evident at every Thanksgiving dinner I have attended. Thanksgiving is a time to enjoy to life but, more specifically, a time to consider what makes life so great in the first place. Fine food and family and friends certainly make me smile.

I only had to travel from my bedroom to the dining room for this past year's Thanksgiving. Not only that, I managed to shirk all responsibility for cooking, leaving it for my mother. She really outdid herself. Alright, let's get to the bird.

Baked to perfection, this moist, juicy, tender, twenty-pounder was stuffed to the gills with succulent homemade stuffing. The skin spoke for itself.


It was an incredible spread with every imaginable dish.

Sauteed turnips, and a pot of creamed onions, possibly my favorite side dish. If you've never had these, you are missing out on a real delight.


Sauteed brussel sprouts.


Mashed sweet potatoes, topped with brown sugar.


My first plateful, a sample of all the delectable choices, should have won some sort of diversity award - 9 different dishes (mashed potatoes, mashed sweet potatoes, acorn squash, turnips, brussel sprouts, green beans, creamed onions, stuffing, and turkey) plus gravy. This is true art.


Although I generally refrain from partaking in dessert, Thanksgiving is a day when I give into all urges to consume. Vanilla ice cream complemented the homemade pumpkin and apple pies, both made with fresh ingredients. Also present were homemade mincemeat pies and sugared dates. What a way to literally top off an unforgettable meal.


Please contact my mom for answers to all questions regarding cooking and Pilgrim culture. I hope you enjoy next Thanksgiving as much as I will.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Hamburger Heaven

I was on my own for the night as my mother was out eating dinner and drinking Appletinis with her school friends. Thankfully, and like a good mother, she had taken a pound of ground chuck out of the freezer for me to let my culinary imagination run wild. I only considered cooking one thing once I saw the savory lean beef resting on the countertop. I am a carnivore and patriotic American at heart and nothing excites me more than a properly prepared and cooked hamburger.

First, I popped the pre-shaped burger in the microwave for approximately 2 minutes to complete the defrosting process. My appetite precluded waiting any more time to let the chunk completely thaw. I then placed the meat on a plate and covered it with Worcestershire sauce. Upon perusing my mother's cabinets for side dish options, I came across a bag of small red potatoes and, in the same drawer, three large heads of garlic. I thought to myself, now Jim, what can I possibly cook with these two ingredients? Hmmmm...... I harkened back to a weekend many months ago, when a good French friend of mine let me in on a family secret. I decided to heed his wise word.

I peeled five to ten cloves of garlic and washed about fifteen of the red potatoes, and placed everything in a large pot of water, along with a dash or two of salt. (Special note: To achieve a more subtle, enveloping taste of garlic, do not crush or otherwise disturb the integrity of the cloves.) After boiling for about ten minutes, until the potatoes were good and soft, I drained the pot of all excess water. To the cooked potatoes and cloves I added a half stick of butter and milk (exact amounts can vary) and mashed until correct consistency was reached. Hand mashing is the only method of preparing this dish properly. Please take a close look at the picture of my mother's hand masher - it is an extremely efficient cooking tool that makes this task easy. Finally, I cracked a liberal amount of fresh black pepper over the potatoes, finishing the first side dish.

At this juncture, you may be asking yourself, why, Jim, why? Why did you leave the skin on the potatoes? Well, skin-on mashed potatoes, in my humble opinion, are the best of the breed. The skin of a potato, while consisting mostly of dead, vitamin-less cells, inhibits Vitamin C, the main vitamin in a potato, from "boiling off" during the cooking process. And aside from the health benefits, potato skin just tastes damn good. With only one side dish left to go and my anticipation peaking, I meandered out back and fired up the trusty Vermont Castings propane grill.

Back in the kitchen, I decided to make this a truly epic night by assembling the salad of all salads. Here is a list of essential ingredients. I really cannot imagine someone passing a salad off as great without all of the following:

1. Vine-ripe tomatoes
2. Diced Red Onion
3. Goat Cheese (any fine cheese will do here)
4. Romaine/Red Leaf Lettuce

This may sound simple and uncomplicated, but these are the building blocks upon which salad greatness is built. A future post will address more complex techniques/variations of assembling the perfect salad. Dressed with balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and some lemon juice, this one fits the bill. Now, the burger alone awaits my attention.

I prepared a three-cheese topping (goat, extra-sharp cheddar, and Swiss) for subsequent melting. The grill now sufficiently hot, I moved the dripping hamburger from plate to searing metal, allotting three to four minutes of grill time for each side. What I did not do is flip the burger constantly for 10 minutes and allow all taste and moisture to drip away. This is a colossal mistake that many an amateur grillmaster make. With completion in sight, I crowned the burger with the three-cheese topping and placed the buns on the upper rack for slight browning. After all, a meal fit for a king is not complete without a cheesy crown.

Some insightful individuals may take issue with the final preparation of my burger. Smith family members, in particular, see a burger without sauteed mushrooms and onions as an angel without wings. I'd have to agree with them. In this instance, however, I acted in a hasty manner, downing the entire plate (shown below) in under five minutes.



Completely gorged and satisfied, I fell into bed and drifted into a dreamlike state. I remained that way, uninterrupted, until the next morning.