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fullygoldy) wrote2006-06-18 10:48 am
fullygoldy) wrote2006-06-18 10:48 am
Father's Day Menu
Yesterday morning, I heard DH say, "I found our next brunch." He'd found on ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
food_porn, a recipe for carrot cake pancakes with maple cream cheese spread. Yum! So we read the recipe, and made sure on our shopping travels that we acquired whole wheat pastry flour, neufatchel, maple syrup and walnuts. We also planned for bacon and sausage. ::g::
So this morning, I'm sitting here getting hungrier by the minute, when I finally say, "are you going to make those pancakes?"
DH: I have to make my own father's day brunch?
Me: oh shit.
Talk about a faux pas. But we worked it out together. I collected up ingredients, made the spread, separated eggs, toasted walnuts, cooked the meat, and made OJ, garnished with chunks of fresh pineapple and paper umbrellys. DH assembled the batter, and fried up the cakes. We called the hoodlums in from their respective beds, and had a very fine meal TM. We learned that Mavis had scary cheerleading dreams (basing a chunky girl), Rupert learned that an "x" at the end of a word pluralizes it, and DH had 2 sausages and 3 pieces of bacon.
The dinner menu:
Pork ribs rubbed with DH's fine chili rub, and liberally mopped with a tequila/lime/mesquite sauce. Potatoes - I'm thinking Yukon golds roasted with EVOO and rosemary, and salad fresh from the garden. There's a fudge marble ice cream for dessert.
Bonus menu: Saturday dinner - Grilled Andouille sausages, black beans & rice, garden-fresh rainbow chard cooked in rice wine, rice vinegar, balsamic, etc. and finished with a drizzle of truffle oil, and a sliced cucumber and vidalia salad dressed with tarragon vinegar and black pepper. The boys garnished their plates with louisiana hot peppers. That was "a meat and three" at its finest. Funny how the longer I live here, the more appreciative I become of the southern menus. Silly me.
food_porn, a recipe for carrot cake pancakes with maple cream cheese spread. Yum! So we read the recipe, and made sure on our shopping travels that we acquired whole wheat pastry flour, neufatchel, maple syrup and walnuts. We also planned for bacon and sausage. ::g::So this morning, I'm sitting here getting hungrier by the minute, when I finally say, "are you going to make those pancakes?"
DH: I have to make my own father's day brunch?
Me: oh shit.
Talk about a faux pas. But we worked it out together. I collected up ingredients, made the spread, separated eggs, toasted walnuts, cooked the meat, and made OJ, garnished with chunks of fresh pineapple and paper umbrellys. DH assembled the batter, and fried up the cakes. We called the hoodlums in from their respective beds, and had a very fine meal TM. We learned that Mavis had scary cheerleading dreams (basing a chunky girl), Rupert learned that an "x" at the end of a word pluralizes it, and DH had 2 sausages and 3 pieces of bacon.
The dinner menu:
Pork ribs rubbed with DH's fine chili rub, and liberally mopped with a tequila/lime/mesquite sauce. Potatoes - I'm thinking Yukon golds roasted with EVOO and rosemary, and salad fresh from the garden. There's a fudge marble ice cream for dessert.
Bonus menu: Saturday dinner - Grilled Andouille sausages, black beans & rice, garden-fresh rainbow chard cooked in rice wine, rice vinegar, balsamic, etc. and finished with a drizzle of truffle oil, and a sliced cucumber and vidalia salad dressed with tarragon vinegar and black pepper. The boys garnished their plates with louisiana hot peppers. That was "a meat and three" at its finest. Funny how the longer I live here, the more appreciative I become of the southern menus. Silly me.