Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Our Big, Fat, Shrovey Tuesday

Breakfast for dinner always sounds like a better idea than it is. Kind of like brunch. I think people like the idea more than the actual practice. Jen may exercise better judgment than most in this area as she is always leery of breakfast for dinner, even though she is the one driving this tradition on Fat Tuesday.



I went in a slightly different direction this year. As you can't really start off breakfast with a salad I made these cheddar cheese and scallion biscuits. A touch heavier than a salad but a nice savory start to what usually ends up being a very sweet meal.

I added a little too much milk to the batter so they came out a little flatter and softer than I'd intended, however the addition of cheddar cheese and scallions can forgive many structural flaws. (Note to architecture student: In Food. Only in food!)



For a second course I made this omelette scrambled eggs with smoked salmon, cream cheese, and chopped parsley. Some would think I only made scrambled eggs because my omelette fell apart but that is ridiculous. And if you say it about me it's slander and I'll sue. In print it's called libel and I'll still sue.





And, finally, the main course: pancakes, maple syrup from our semi-recent trip to Vermont, bacon, and home fries with garlic, onion, and smoked paprika.



Last year I had beer with the meal while we watched Olympic hockey. This year I opted to have more of a digestive-style beer with this Miles Davis' Bitches Brew from Dogfish Head. This one's been in the fridge for a while. Apparently it's exceptionally rare so I've been saving it for a special occasion. It's a stout so I always figured that would be a special occasion where I am by myself given Jen's hatred of stout. I also imagined it would be an occasion where I listened to Miles Davis's Bitches Brew album at the same time. This would be done alone as well given Jen's extreme hatred of jazz.

So tonight was like a sort of Jazz brunch. For dinner. With the wrong kind of jazz. In beer form.



Instead it was an occasion where we watched the latest episode of Dragon Ball Z Abridged from Team Four Star. This has been the only way I've successfully been able to get Jen to watch the show. Surprisingly you really don't miss out on any of the plot by watching this parody.

Who needs cable?

2 comments:

Jen said...

I do NOT hate jazz! I do not like Herbie Hancock, but I think the rest of that is, per your definition, libel!!

Nate said...

You have never NOT cringed at any jazz I have ever played.