Stockton Market in Stockton, New Jersey, on the Delaware.
Inside I found Metropolitan Seafood Company,
and came home with a few savories for dinner.
This is why I always save shrimp shells in my freezer.
This may be overkill, but sometimes you just have to go for it.
3 1/2 inch Cotuit oysters on the halfshell with uni from Maine
and wasabi. Briny, creamy, pungent, and ultra-fresh.
The beginning of softshell season.
I absolutely could not pass these up.
Freshly shucked Maine diver scallops, seared and served
on top of roasted fingerlings, and asparagus from New Egypt.
That shrimp stock was reduced and mounted with some
whole butter. It's nice that the back patio herbs are here again.
My mouth is watering so much that I'm drooling all over the keyboard.
ReplyDeleteMission accomplished
ReplyDeleteHokey smokes!
ReplyDeleteWhen I used to ride my bike through Stockton (headed up the river to Frenchtown), the classiest place in town featured crickets, mealworms, and nightcrawlers.
My kind of food. Beautifully done, Baydog.
ReplyDeleteI once thought a raw oyster was a person who mixed profanity with yiddishisms.
Frenchtown is a good ride and back from your old yellow house, O Docker. And I didn't know there was a Stuckey's that far north in Stockton!
ReplyDeletePandabonium: Thanks for the compliment. And who knew? Yiddishisms has 3, sometimes 4 vowels and 7, sometimes 6 consonants.
Are those onion flowers? I have onions that try to flower every year. Steve the Paddling Chef told me that I should pick the buds so that the onion will put the energy into making roots. I'm not sure why it never occured to me to cook them before but it did this year & they were actually quite nice!
ReplyDeletePS Steve the Paddling Chef is highly tempted by soft-shell crabs a la Bigelow.
ReplyDeleteAgree with Tillerman, especially the crabs and the scallops!
ReplyDeleteJust askin'... does the New Egyptian asparagus have the same olfactory impact in the relief room as the Old Egyptians?
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ReplyDeleteChive flowers, Bonnie.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes Mojo, the clothespin rule still applies.
I figured.
ReplyDeleteBTW, how does one "mount" the shrimp stock with butter? It sounds salacious!
One briskly whisks the softened knobs of butter into the hot reduction, away from the fire, creating a frothy emulsion. Pervert.
ReplyDeleteAhh... yes, the soft knobs and the hot reduction.
ReplyDeleteIs this the stimulating equivalent of sailing with a Vele Rigide?
You food professionals have all the fun.
Mojo, you too could have followed a culinary path, but you chose a riskier
Deletevocation.
If there is not a Vele Rigide while sailing, one may have cause for concern.
Yes, I am told that you are an upstanding fellow while sailing.
DeleteThere used to be Hebrew Asparagus in Egypt and it was the "cats meow" with the Pharaohs and all of the Egyptians at the time. Then came Charlton Heston...oops, I mean Moses. He and the Hebrews split, with the asparagus and then split the Red Sea and then founded Jerusalem Asparagus!...or was that Artichokes...
ReplyDeleteIs that what made arti-choke? I know from recent studies that beer makes you smarter....
ReplyDeleteHey Doug, remember when we all sprawled out in the TV room and watched the Television event of 1981, "Masada"?
ReplyDeleteI hate to spoil anyone's appetite, but part of my mission is to look at the world as it is or is becoming.
ReplyDeleteYes, I remember how much "Ike and shit" loved it! Our 20" tube TV that barely got the three major stations, but that was OK, I was too busy admiring the knotty pine paneling. Its amazing we did not concoct leprosy from that infested, diseased and putrid shag carpet we all "sprawled" out on.
ReplyDeleteYeah, someone concocted leprosy well before we ever got there. Jesus, that's a nasty disease.
ReplyDeleteBy the early '80s, everyone's shag carpet was putrid.
ReplyDeleteIt's said the growing putrescence of shag carpeting through the mid-'70s was what gave rise to Disco, as thousands fled their homes and headed to the relative safety of hard wood club dance floors.
Many disliked how warm the carpeting made their feet, swearing they'd danced their last dance on the hot stuff. First installed in YMCA's in funky towns of the east, it's popularity had an uncanny reputation for staying alive. The carpeting's inventor, a Billie Jean, once said in the late '80s, "I will survive." Looking back, it's amazing it caught on like it did. Could it be magic?
Yellow, orange, or avocado?
Stretching my memory beyond its boundaries, I'm tempted to say "burnt" orange. That carries several meanings.
ReplyDeleteO Docker, your knowledge of Disco is impressive...ummm maybe a little too impressive...
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