Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Swedish. Fish.

Today I felt very virtuous in hurrying home for dinner, because I had an event for work at a new store opening downtown -- a store opening featuring Swedish barbecue from the amazing Aquavit. I had a small ear of corn on the cob and half a Swedish meatball sandwich with cucumbers and mashed potatoes on a hot dog bun (much better than it sounds, believe it or not), but I shunned the crawfish, the shrimp sandwiches, and the chips with a salsa: there was farm eating to be had.

Nate will tell you about what we got -- which he deserves, because once again he is the one who left work early to pick it up!

Hey, y'all, Nate here! I'm just tickled peachy to be talkin' to y'all about my down-home cookin'! Today's meal turned out better than a fly on a hog's belly!

Today we got: 3 cucumbers, 1/2 pound of kale, 1 head of red leaf lettuce, 2 sweet Italian peppers, 3 garlic scapes (last of the season!), 1 1/2 pounds broccoli florets, 1 head of broccoli, 2 bulbs of kohlrabi, 1 bunch of scallions, 3 zucchini, 3/4 pound of beets, and 1 pint of blueberries. That's enough eatin' to make a caterpillar blush!

I was workin' late tonight, y'all, and I had to skedaddle on home early so I could pick up our grub before the farm share people up and left for the evenin'! Bein' that I was so late I had to throw together this down-home meal fast before my sweetie came on home!

First I made a salad usin' mostly ingredients from the farm: red leaf lettuce, cucumbers, garlic scapes, sesame seeds, green onions, rice wine vinegar, sesame oil, salt and pepper. Just like grandma used to make. Grandma Yu! She was my Asian grandma, y'all!

I was rushin' around like a prospector who just heard there was gold in California! I barely had time to steam up this broccoli! We had a lot of leftover fixins in the fridge from last night so we had it as a side dish along with the salmon, au gratin potatoes and a whole heap 'a spinach!

We had to clean out that there fridge. It's more packed than a prospector's truck who is going to California for gold (like I mentioned above)! That meant that Jen and I had to partake in some Amstel Light which we agree may be one of our least favorite beers, y'all!

To finish it all off we had some of them there blueberries on some yogurt with granola and flaxseed. Just like my grandma used to make! Grandma Sunshine! She was my hippie grandma, y'all!

See y'all later! Bone Apa-teet!

I'm not quite sure why Nate always adopts these personas when he writes, but no matter. The cucumber and green onion salad was really delicious -- Grandma Yu would be proud. Nate, however, didn't have any of the delicious cucumbers, because he hates them. His loss, and more for me. I'm intrigued by the kohlrabi -- I'm going to look up the recipes as soon as I finish this entry, since I'm not even sure I know what sort of a thing it is, to say nothing of how to prepare it. And I'm SO happy to be having blueberries. Blueberries are one of my all-time favorite fruits, and these are a particularly good set of specimens. Tart, flavorful, enormous -- perfect.

Also, I totally chatted with Marcus Samuelsson, the head chef of Aquavit, at the party. He was really nice. And handsome. And his food is great. Now I must save all my pennies, and maybe in a few years Nate and I can afford to go eat at his restaurant.

Hey, y'all! This is Nate comin' back at 'cha! I must say I do hate cucumbers! Almost as much as I love to hear Jen talk about how handsome a guy is and how delicious his food is and find out it's not me. Well sheooooot!


Lisa Marie said...

When I read Nate's section,it came to me in Britney Spear's voice. Made it pretty funny.

Also that Marcus dude is very good looking, I used to watch his show. It was very swedish-y.

Jen said...

I wish I could hear it read by Britney Spears! That would be awesome. But the voice Nate writes in is the same as the one he occasionally speaks in, and it is weirdly Britney-esque, yet more hillbilly.

Also: Nate is the handsomest! And the best cook!

Unknown said...

I was going for more of a Paula Deen thing.