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829 Southdrive

A New Jersey state of mind



Saturday, January 5, 2013

Straight from the Horse's Mouth




Last night I had a dream.  It was late August, and I was 
sitting at the kitchen table staring at a stack of sliced
Jersey tomatoes and fresh mozzarella, with some kind
of balsamic vinaigrette drizzled over it.  There were shreds
of fresh basil scattered over and around it, and what 
appeared to be sauteed mushroom caps on top 
and surrounding.  I was somewhat confused, half knowing
that it was a long way til summer, yet thrilled that 
somehow I'd managed to travel forward through time to
savor the dish that I crave nine months out  of the year.




Then, as if by magic, there appeared a most brasserie-type dish:
Onglet grillé avec des oignons frits!  Hanger steak with frizzled
onions.  Anthony Bourdain, eat your heart out.  This cut of meat,
 being situated so close to the kidneys, has that oh-so-subtle 
nuance of offal offerings (I can just imagine the snide comments 
coming).  It's like no other steak you've ever had.  This is the kind
of stuff I dream about.  Tony, eat your kidneys out too.




My dream was cut short by the sight of yogurt with fresh fruit
and granola.  What did I do to deserve this?  It seemed like 
there were sirens going off and all of a sudden I felt a 
sharp pain in my ribcage.  I quickly woke up and realized I
had set the house alarm, forgetting that college daughter was
home on break, and out earlier with friends, and that she 
would actually be sleeping home tonight. The sharp pain came 
from my wife jabbing me to get up and disarm the alarm. 
Shortly thereafter, the house phone rang:
'Yes, this is so-and-so security.  We received an alert that
your security system has been tripped.  May I have your 
password please, Mr. Dog?'  Er Uh......................tomatoe?   



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    1. You certainly had me going there. That looks *good*!

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  3. Did someone mention Canadian Club? ....wait a second...no,no,no! Not granola, walnut clusters!

    P.S. You're welcome, good hunting!

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  4. wow those pictures look really familiar!

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  5. I never comment on food. But burglar alarms? And setting them off accidentally? No...... I'd be well advised not to have any comment on those, either. Although I am getting better.....

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    1. OMG! I rescind the above. This morning, on one sip of coffee, I set the B.A. off again. Now I owe Trophy Wife two croissants.

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  6. I like the Onion Frits idea, nice change from the ol' Pom Frits. Why do you need a alarm system when you have a Dachshund? Remember its not the size of the dog in the fight, its the size of the fight in the dog.....

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