What's For Dinner? - Page 16

krazy · #**226** 10-20-2003, 02:32 PM

"Tonight is grilled tequila lime chicken, rice pilaf, and green beans."

Sorry, that sounds really gross... I am having SPAM!! MMMM. I will also have some whole milk.

mullet81 · #**227** 10-20-2003, 02:33 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by krazy
"Tonight is grilled tequila lime chicken, rice pilaf, and green beans."

Sorry, that sounds really gross... I am having SPAM!! MMMM. I will also have some whole milk.

tequila lime chicken is gross (which it's not - it's actually REALLY good

) but SPAM and whole milk is good. yeech! We could never neat together - we'd gross each other out

krazy · #**228** 10-20-2003, 02:56 PM

Oh, c'mon... I was kidding... I am really having brown rice, shelled edamame, sesame seeds and snowpeas mixed up in a big bowl. I swear that is good!! I have been planning it today! I just might add a nice warm mug of Saki to this meal as well. Maybe...

dekeguy · #**229** 10-20-2003, 05:11 PM

Saturday night my sister asked me to join her for dinner. She was having a couple of friends over to her apartment near school and wanted to try out her dinner party skills. My job was to bring the wine and tell stories about my recent deployment. She was feeding eight people and had fleshed out her stuff with some of Mom's so the table was pretty nicely set up. We started with Sazerac cocktails and a trio of home made pate's. Duck mousse with cognac and orange, vennison terrine with scotch, and boar pate' with port and juniper berries. For the first course we had small salmon fillets topped with gulf shrimp in a lemon tarragon butter and wine sauce accompanied by baby new potatoes. I poured a Pavillion Blanc '99 to go with the fish. Then she brought out a roast leg of lamb studded with garlic and coated with rosemary sprigs. With this she had grilled asparagus and pine nut and mushroom cous-cous. For sauces she had a shallot and port bearnaise and a red current flavored marchand de vin. For this course I poured first a magnum of Chateau Palmer '91 and then one of Ch Lynch Bages '95. For dessert she served an assortment of small Austrian cream and fruit pastries and I poured Veuve Cliquot NV. After this we draged our overstuffed selves to the living area of her living - dining room and collapsed into sofa and chairs while she french dripped a pot of Union Brand Dark Roast Colombian coffee from New Orleans. We gave it about an hour and a short walk around her neighborhood before we could attack the cheese board she had prepared for a savoury. She had a wedge of Stilton, one of 60% Brie, a brick of Irish sharp Cheddar, and a Chevre-like goat's cheese with green pepper corns. This called for a Fonseca '67 that I liberated from my Grandfather's stash (he has a great collection of Fonseca and other ports both in vintage and wood port) and this one was delicious. By now it was pretty late and my sister suggested that we make it an allnighter and just talk until daylight since we weren't really in any shape to drive (in my case over 200 miles). So she broke out a bottle of Grand Marnier for the ladies and a Hine XO for the guys. I siuspect she liberated that last bottle just like I did. I was surprised that we went through a huge amount of fizzy mineral water as well: five bottles of Pellegrino and four of Gerolsteiner Sprudelwasser. The evening worked well as a dinner and conversation fest as these were classmates (all 3L's)of her's who were not paired off as couples but just a gang who got along well, and I balanced off the group by being the fourth male at table. Anyway, this was her first formal sitdown dinner (as hostess) and everyone had a seriously good time. She is already planning her next one (groan, how many laps do I need to run to work off that evening?) Conversation kept swinging from law school to Iraq. Eight for dinner, all Greek. Great fun and great dinner. Sunday morning we helped Sis clear away, clean up, and then had scrambled eggs on toast with strips of smoked salmon and capers washed down with orange juice and more New Orleans coffee. I could get used to this, and it sure beats MREs in the Iraqi Desert. When I finally got home I found that Mom had already been fully briefed on exactly how the evening played out, who liked what, and every last detail. I suppose I should not have been surprised, but...