After pretending to snap myself out of it I went outside with all of our dinner fixings only to find that our propane tank which had died a few nights ago was still dead. Somehow this caught me by surprise and after a string of curse words I was able to milk a few more minutes of flame, just enough to grill some dinner.
I grilled some nice pork chops and some littlenecks in an incredibly lazy homage to Portuguese cooking. That is to say that these are two ingredients often paired in Portuguese cooking and that is pretty much where the theme ends. It would be like serving up a plate of raw ginger and rice and calling it an Asian-inspired meal.
To accompany the pork I boiled up some potatoes -- leftover from the clambake -- and tossed them in olive oil, butter, salt, and pepper. Just like they do in Portugal!
I also made this classic Portuguese recipe: creamed spinach. I browned up a few cloves of garlic, tossed in some washed, chopped Swiss chard and spinach from the farm, cooked them down with salt, pepper, and nutmeg, then added in some cream, grated Parmigiano-Reggiano, and sprinkled lightly with flour to thicken.
For beer I chose this Long Haul Summer Session Ale from Two Brothers Brewing Co. I've had a few of Two Brothers' beers before and I've liked them a lot. Sadly, I was not a fan of this one. It was interesting enough, I guess, but just not my cup of tea (or beer, for that matter).
I didn't have to pour it out, which is good, but I don't think I'd ever try this again. It sort of tasted like someone soaked some cedar planks in a sort of watery beer. It's barrel aged, which generally I like, but I couldn't get into it.
It gets fairly decent reviews so maybe I'm just an uncultured Philistine.
I'm almost through my summer beer selection so I've got a few more to get me back on track before I move on to the rest of the random bottles in my cellar which has been reaching the unfriendly beer temperature of 80 degrees in the last few days. Luckily most of the beers in there are hardy enough to weather this summer.
I, on the other hand, may not make it.