Last night I got a couple of nice beef short ribs, seared them, and then covered them with onion soup, braising them for about 2.5 hours. Right before they were finished I made a quick polenta with corn meal, chicken stock, ricotta, and Piave.
I served the short ribs in the polenta and topped them with some of the soup/braising liquid. It was a pretty fantastic meal for a cold, cold night. As we enjoyed the braised dinner I received a text message from my sister-in-law with the following image.
Apparently Jen's father had taken the opportunity to make a short rib lasagna for dinner last night. My sister-in-law sent me this picture to try to rally me to her militant vegetarian cause in talking about how disgusting this was. This had the opposite of her desired effect. Of my sister-in-law's many positive traits picking her audience is not one of them.
Tonight was a scrobbled together pasta and salad affair and an opportunity to try yet another Oktoberfest beer, this time from Blue Point Brewing Company. It is good but not exactly the ideal match for gnocchi with tomatoes and ricotta.
However, if the flow of this dinner was at all inconsistent then tonight will pale in comparison to the Frankendinners we are about to witness.