So, you know that weekend that Todd and Leah came in for a wedding and I made them the Broiled Filet of Sole brunch on Saturday morning? Well, this is how insane I am: while they were at that wedding on Saturday night I was cooking at the house because on Sunday night I hosted a birthday dinner for my friend Kevin!
Two DiS! in one weekend? I did it!
Saturday night I made the broccoli salad. I used THIS recipe from Food&Wine (Not a huge fan of broccoli, but I was down with this salad. Delicious).
On Saturday night, I also consulted Card #92 for the Gnocchi alla Romana recipe:
I don’t know what that is. But it is not Gnocchi. Gnocchi is potato-based, right? But look! It’s Cream….of WHEAT!
Watch the video. I implore you to watch the video. It is one of my most favorite things in the world.
This Gnocci alla Romana, however, was not one of my most favorite things in the world…
Basically because it was such a pain in the ass to make.
So much stirring. And then spreading. And chilling.
And then cutting into shapes.Although I couldn’t really make shapes at all. I tried to make the little shapes with a shot glass, but even though that mixture was chilled, it was blobs. All blobs. Thankfully, when it was baked, it didn’t seem to matter what the shape was.
The first course was supposed to be broth with vermicelli, but I decided to do a little soup similar to the Egg Ribbon Soup from my Easter X-travaganza (click the link if it’s been a long time since you’ve seen the Mulder in a Tea Cup photos. Shit, just click on the link anyway. It’s good for a giggle).Here is the chicken. Which I totally over-baked (because the birthday boy was late. Of course).A plate:
Overall, a good dinner. The chicken was good, although I wished that there were more sauce. The gnocchi, although NOT gnocchi, was fine. It was like a wheat-based polenta. Like I said before, that broccoli salad was deelish.
I didn’t make the chocolate mousse. Because Manny brought flan. He makes a kick-ass flan. Here is the party:
I want to mention that one of the reasons that I haven’t posted lately is because I went to Rehoboth over the 4th and hung out with some of the guys.
Here we are on the Boardwalk on my first day. July 2nd and this is how cold it was–I’m wearing cashmere!
But the next day was warm and I actually went to the beach.
OK, I am walking a fine line between boho chic and Bea Arthur, but I’m totally in love with the kimono. It is FABULOUS (as are Manny’s little swimshorts).
There probably wasn’t enough sauce because the size of chicken breasts have probably doubled in size since that recipe was written. You used to be able to buy 2.5-3 lb. “Fryer” chickens (the larger ones were called “Roasters” but now the big ones are all that seem to be for sale.
Good thinking.
I have found fryer chickens occasionally, but yes, they are typically all 4+ lbs now.
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OMG! You’re becoming a real Julia Childs.
You are a crazy person.
Hee hee!