Being someone who grew up hating steak but then one day when she was a teenager at a BBQ with friends and had the best sirloin of her life, marinated and expertly cooked and then realized that actually she LOVED steak, is difficult when your boyfriend supposedly hates red meat. I can always trick him into eating ground beef in hamburgers, spicy tomato sauce with baked eggs or meatloaf, and once or twice even managed to get him to eat some sirloin kebabs off of the grill. But as for my dream of a minimally seasoned and medium-cooked sirloin steak, I can pretty much forget it. Every once in awhile I’ll buy some anyway, knowing that I’ll have to freeze the leftover portions and see to it personally that they get eaten. I recently found myself with one last sirloin in the freezer and home alone, with one lone avocado and some mozzarella left over from pizza earlier in the week. And thus my new favorite sandwich was born.
This recipe is courtesy of Bon Appétit. I cannot thank my Mom enough for that subscription! I am an all-around lover of garlic, despite it’s severe post-consumption consequences. I can’t get enough of it. I put it in basically everything (we buy about 3 bunches of cloves every couple of weeks). I first discovered aioli in the South of France, served with fish, and fell in love immediately. What the compound butter is to a great steak, aioli becomes for fish. I’m not a fan of white fish in general. I find it lacking in flavor. But add garlicky, spicy mayonnaise to it, and it transcends to another level. Continue reading
I am enjoying a much-needed and well-deserved rainy day all alone at home. I am catching up on my internet television, playing video games, surfing the web and meticulously planning my upcoming New Year’s Eve meal game plan. I think it’s gonna be pretty awesome, but I suppose you’ll hear about that later.
While I love a little alone time every once in awhile (a girl needs time to indulge in guilty pleasures and to lounge in her pajamas without showering for most of the day…), one thing that isn’t always simple is decided what to cook, for one. I am a huge fan of making dishes in bulk, leaving enough leftovers to feed us both for at least another day or two. Plus, most dishes, especially winter stews and soups, are usually better the next day. But when I’m all alone, I often find myself feeling lazy, reverting to quick and easy standards like bacon and eggs, or pasta and whatever I find in the fridge. Today, I wasn’t feeling overly-ambitious, but I did want something that I could be excited about eating. A quick look in the fridge and my mind was made up: brie grilled cheese on seven-grain bread.