Valentine’s Day, although it may have been created as a way to sell more crap, is now part of our culture. And with it come certain expectations. These expectations, if you’re lucky, are nothing more than what you might occasionally expect and receive from a loving partner. A show of affection and/or a gesture of love. The fact that there has to be a special day relocated for this very basic primal behavior is perhaps a bit strange. I tell the people I love that I love them all the time. And I show it by, SHOWING IT, it’s not hard people. Continue reading
Every once in a while my butcher-shop where I work will put ribeyes on sale for the weekend. The sale price is several dollars off the normal price per pound. It’s a pretty good deal and we usually all end up buying some. The only catch is you have to by 3 pounds or more. Which, the way we cut them, is about 3 ribeyes! When I get mine I eat one right away and put the other two into the freezer for a couple weeks until I feel the craving again. Which normally does not take very long. But sometimes it will be a month before I get around to eating the last one. The one in the photo above was purchased about 3 weeks ago, and it still looks great! I haven’t waited longer than a month to eat these frozen ribeyes, but I’m positive that they would hold up for more than a couples months if you do it right. Below are a few tips and tricks for keeping meat fresh in the freezer that you should find useful.
I’ve made this once before. But the first time that I made it, I used venison and home-made drop biscuits. Drop biscuits are no doubt more suitable for this recipe but these flaky buttermilk biscuits were mighty tasty too. My original drop-biscuit recipe was made on the fly by ingredients that I could find in the kitchen at the time. But in a pinch a can of ready-made biscuits makes a great substitute. I will have the full recipe up soon.
These are a few of my favorite foods and such. These are in no particular order. I like each of them in their own way, none more than the next. It is also incomplete. To list all of my favorite things would be a tremendous under-taking and would also be a waste of time. These are simply the items that are near the top of the list. One thing that I now realize that I missed was ribeye. But that is a very easy and obvious one to pick. I mean duh, yeah ribeye is good. It may even be the best thing in the whole world. But I’m pretty sure that’s Lamb Shahi Korma from India House on Grand Ave. Or is it the Pho at Quang on Nicolette?
I know it seems hard to believe but that beautiful prime strip steak in the picture was not cooked using a grill. Read on to find out my secret.
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Photography is not something that I have been doing long. I mean I’ve been taking photos my whole life, but I never took myself too seriously. But with digital cameras and Adobe software, even the most untrained of us can make some pretty decent looking photos. I use a Canon 5D that was a hand-me-down [...]
So a few months ago I cooked some very delicious venison chops from a deer that I harvested in the fall. I grew up eating venison and remember vividly how much I disliked it when I was young. I remember on at least one occasion the distinct dis-pleasurable sensation of having deer tallow stuck to the roof of my mouth. The tallowy fat of a deer can be a very unpleasant thing to eat. My mother was a city girl and had never in her life cooked venison so it’s not her fault that she didn’t really know what she was doing. She got much better as time went on but until a few years ago my father was the only person who actually enjoyed eating it. It’s funny to think of me not liking venison knowing how I feel about it today. The change for me came when I was in college. My dad gave me a care package of venison that he had because he is an excellent and most patient hunter. In the package of venison were some rather normal looking venison bratwurst. I was poor and hungry, hence the care package, so I grilled and consumed them. To my surprise they were delicious. Amazing actually. At this point in my life I believe I realized that nothing is definite. Because my very real and definite dislike for venison was destroyed by those bratwursts. Now as you will see by reading my venison recipes on my site, you will pick up on a very positive and definite love for venison. A love which I owe entirely to my father. Thanks Dad. And here is that recipe for Bacon-Wrapped Venison Chops if you’re interested. Below is a photo of my dad with his chainsaw. The man loves to saw stuff.
To be fair I have always believed in my heart of hearts that roasted vegetables are amazing. I love them almost as much as I love meat. But when I minced a bit of bacon and dropped it on the roasting pan with the carrots and squash I created something which was admittedly far superior. Perhaps you are saying duh to yourself right now. Or perhaps you are screaming it at your computer screen. Continue reading