So, my intention to photograph tons of home cooked food during Thanksgiving week was an epic fail. On the Wednesday night before the holiday, J cooked (almost single-handedly, and after battling a 2 day stint of food poisoning while vacationing in wine country) an Italian dinner for 30 people. This included a red sauce, sausage and peppers dish from Frankie’s, a pesto and orecchiette dish, and the best tasting tiramisu (also from Frankie’s) ever. I’m not really sure how I managed to get virtually none of this on camera. I think that once the guests arrived and wine was in my hand I just totally got distracted. Also, there were some very cute kids present, and the rest of the night as well as the next day was focused on them. The result: no food pictures, only cute kid pictures. However, Lenny made Italian rainbow cookies – my favorite – from scratch earlier that day. The recipe was from Bon Appetit. They came out beautifully, and this is the only picture I took of that entire meal.
And now, back in NY and back in the swing of things. Last night J made a (very!) spicy flank steak with scallions and rice. It is one of his favorite standbys, which he adapted from Mark Bittman’s fried rice recipe (which J makes regularly too). There is almost nothing better than this, a glass of red wine, and watching Hulu on a sleepy Saturday night.
We had a friend over for brunch on Sunday, and Thomas Keller’s recipe for a soft boiled egg, beet and potato salad was on the menu. J roasted the beets and boiled the potatoes the night before. The next morning he soft boiled some eggs and topped it with a mustard vinaigrette. Oh, the colors!
I wish I didn’t know how many sticks of butter were used in this coffee cake. Yet I ate it anyway.
Some of the most fun I’ve had with my new camera was yesterday, driving through Bear Mountain State Park to meet friends for a hike with the camera out the window on a really quick shutter speed. Lots of photos were blurry, of course, but I love these.
I’m glad we got out yesterday, because today I only left the house to take a 5 minute walk down to the dock. Is that bad? In my defense, one of my reasons for living up here is to do more nothing.