Well, I hope to be out of the KC area by the middle of May. Thence to Salem, Oregon. I’ll not miss Brownbackistan one whit. I will have a place to garden and to have a smoker again. No more apartment cooking. Yahoo!
The carniceria closest to us in Salem. El Torito.
Will be glad to be there.. real strawberries.. not those cardboard ones from Las Califas. Serious wineries, more craft brewing. Hell, I may get me a cajun cooker, too. Quien sabe?
Tacos from El Sureño. A block from El Torito
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No one’s written up the ER meet up at Olio a week ago. Here goes..
The Wine Lady had a tasting of Central California zinfs and a wonderfully jammy bottle from Amador County. I’d like to get some more of that, for sure.
Answering questions about tasty wine.
Some folks bought food to share. Jason (our host) got a Pizza margherita and I ordered a nice platter of French cheeses.
I had to leave before it ended. Oona was coming in from KC and we’ve had a lot of work to do, getting the townhouse ready to put on the market. No rest for the wicket.
On the 27th, I cooked a Belmont Butchery piece of boneless leg of lamb. It turned out wonderful.
Gigot a la Sept Heures!
Belmont Butchery's boneless lamb
I roasted this for 6 hours on a bed of garlic, rosemary, bay leaves, savory, & thyme at 300 F.
Rosemary, thyme & garlic.. pre-roasting
The roasted garlic cloves were like candy. Sorry I didn’t get a picture of the finished dish until we had devoured part of it. We served this with an Albariño and a bottle of Fin du Monde.
We served the lamb with roast brussel sprouts, asparagus, a green salad, and white beans. It was wonderful.
We had house guests from Texas who had been hiking the Appalachian Trail for the past month this weekend. I smoked a pork loin and we had several salads, including a French lentil, goat cheese & arugula salad which was quite nice along with a Martín Codax albariño. This was for Saturday evening.
Sunday we drove to Williamsburg by way of Surrey, crossing on the ferry. We wandered around Merchant’s Square and had a light lunch at Barrett’s off their brunch menu. It was odd that they brought out sticky buns before the meal. We only ate half of one each, leaving two, much to the chagrin of one of the other tables.
“They didn’t eat all of their sticky buns… I can’t b’lieve it!!”
Tough cookies, folks.
Doff your coonskin caps, folks.