All right everybody, here’s a post worth reading: Tuesday night dinner (that was tonight!)
Here is the firecracker squid, marinating. I made this with shrimp last night, and I have to say, the shrimp is better. The rough surface allows it to hold more sauce. But the squid was perfectly tasty. This dish was inspired by The Pioneer Woman Cooks‘ firecracker shrimp. Her marinade included olive oil, garlic, salt, Sriracha hot chili sauce, and sugar. Mine is the same, with sweet chili sauce substituted for the sugar (I mean, hey, doesn’t that make sense?) For the hottest option I can tolerate, use equal proportions of the two sauces. Unless you’re used to handling chili sauce, though, I’d start with a 3:1 ratio of sweet:hot.
This morning, my mother tipped me off to Tyler Florence’s zucchini carpaccio. Yum! I kept his recommendations for sliced zucchini, salt, lemon juice, olive oil, and leeks. I went off on my own with the herbs (dried dill and fresh parsley) and the choice of cheese (chevre crumbles–remember the Goat Cheese Mind Trick). This dish was absolutely delicious, DO try it.
This IS the side dish you are looking for.
When Sparks got home, I made him a gin and tonic while he got himself settled, then sauteed the squid and pulled yesterday’s batch of Ina Garten’s wheat berry salad out of the fridge.
There is nothing particular for me to blog, even though there actually is, because I don’t have photos to illustrate things for you. I am plotting a string quilt, and a cathedral window quilt, and a marble champ quilt. I am plotting a sunburst granny afghan. I am making tiny strawberries out of the scraps of Allspice Tapestry I unearthed from my sewing table yesterday. Last night at dinner I made a modified version of Firecracker Shrimp that was *so* good, I’m making it again tonight with squid, and zucchini “carpaccio” on the side. Pudding is adorable. The garden is blooming. Tomatoes are ripening. Peppers are reddening.
For the moment though I’m stuck in my office, staring at the big green wall, and grumbling every time one of my non-office-working Facebook or Twitter buddies posts about the sock she just finished knitting or the banana bread she just baked or how she’s sitting at her pool watching her kids. Begone, leisured ladies! It’s rough enough here without you!
I’m even too grumpy to acknowledge that I oughta be glad I have a job that allows a little blogging on the sidelines. Way too grumpy. Don’t even mention it.