Sunday, September 6, 2009

How I spent my week ...

I'm skipping the formalities. This is what I did last week:

Catalan Sauteed Butter Beans and Polenta: Sweet mother of yum, this was good. But you might not believe it until you try it. Just onions, garlic, red pepper, paprika, butter beans, spinach and veggie broth on top of sauteed polenta. Oh, also with just a touch of Monterey jack cheese melted into it.

Herb and Orzo Stuffed Zucchini: This is a recipe I solicited from VNick after he posted photos of his meal on Twitter. He sort-of invented it, following a general idea. I'm envious of that. I don't invent meals, I just read them, like them, do them.

Take the innards of a round zucchini, sautee it with olive oil, garlic and shallots, and herbs like oregano and marjoram and rosemary and whatever. Sundried tomatoes. Mix this with prepared orzo, and stuff the mess back into the zucchini, adding a super surprise bit of feta cheese. Bake for about 40 minutes. VNick roasted his with a sprinkling of Parmesan afterward, I did not.

This is really good and really easy.

Chipotle Bean Burritos: So this is a little like taking a recipe from the back of a Heinz ketchup bottle. The main feature, and the tastiest feature, is bits of bite-sized pieces of Morningstar Black Bean Burgers. That, some mushy pinto beans, salsa, chili powder, cheddar, and green onions make a burrito filler that is baked in a tortilla shell for like 15 minutes. It's surprisingly good. And easy.

White (Three Colors Trilogy)
: This is the second of the French Three Colors trilogy, and a bit of a dark comedy about a Polish man whose French wife (You know her. She always plays the beautiful French girl) divorces him and leaves him broke and without anything but his hairdressing tools. He makes a friend, and stuffs himself into a suitcase to get back home. Somehow, he wrangles himself into a rich man. Very cute and funny. Although the protagonist is far more attractive as a poor man. Why do comb marks and hair product have to represent the wealthy?

Justice: Crimes, Trials, and Punishments by Dominick Dunne: How does that old saying go: “Every time a writer dies, Christa buys one of his books?” Dominick Dunne’s death was like a magnet to the True Crime section, where I yanked the only Dunne in the store, Justice: Crimes, Trials, and Punishments. His body was barely cold when I scanned my debit card.

Full review here.

1 comment:

Futbol said...

i didn't know a butter bean was a thing. i thought it only referred to a flabby, bald boxer.