Saturday, September 25, 2010

The Early Girl Gets The Martini

Just when you think you've seen the last delicious tomato of the season along come more. It almost makes the lingering and imposing humidity of the summer worth it to see these late stragglers.

I picked up these Early Girl tomatoes from a farm in New York. I got them mostly because they had what appeared to be funny little noses sticking out of them. And if you know anything about me you know that I enjoy an amusingly-shaped vegetable.

To go with the Early Girls I also got some burrata from Liuzzi Cheese. Burrata is always fantastic and this was no exception. Burrata is kind of like a culinary obscenity. It's like someone was just not satisfied enough with how delicious mozzarella was so they made a pact with the devil to create a hybrid mozzarella that they combined with all the love in the world.

If there's one thing I've learned from my biblical tales it's that no good can come out of something created in this way.

Every six months or so I have the desire to have a martini. This is sometimes a good idea and sometimes not. Tonight I decided to make a martini at home. This happens more along the lines of once every six or seven years. I chose to use the Heart of the Hudson vodka I got form Tuthilltown Distillery which is distilled using apples from orchards along the Hudson.

For Jen I made a traditional martini using sweet vermouth (finding out we were out of dry vermouth). Turns out that's really disgusting. Let us learn that lesson for you. Do not attempt to make a martini with sweet vermouth. Either leave out the vermouth or get off your lazy butt and get some dry vermouth.

We had the last of some Chilean Sea Bass in the freezer so I thawed that out, grilled it, and served it over a salad I made with shaved fennel, olive oil, lemon juice, chopped parsley, salt, and pepper. It was fantastic.

Now we're out of Chilean Sea Bass and I've fulfilled my martini quota for 2010. All in all tonight's meal was a very productive one. Very productive indeed.

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