I have been eating some really amazing meals lately. A few
of them I cooked on my own… but the last few weeks the dinners that stick out
in my mind are my fancy dinners out with girlfriends. The good food, the good company, the wine, the
conversations… upon describing my foodie dates a friend of mine asked “are you
sure you aren’t into chicks?” Yes T, I’m 100% sure I’m not a lesbian…(even in spite
of that one somewhat sexy dream I had about Natalie Portman, I’m pretty sure
just about every human has had that dream) but there is something about sharing
a great conversation over a good meal that just resonates… romantic or no, my
dinner dates have been fabulous, and just the grown up break I’ve needed out of
puppyville.
A few weeks ago in
Seattle a college friend and I indulged in a fancy dinner on the water… there
were cocktails, wine, meat and cheese plates, seared, tuna, truffle mashed
potatoes… melt in your mouth goodness. But that really stood out among all the
food was the crispy pork belly. It was, in a word, perfection. You could tell
because we both stopped talking, our eyes sort of rolled back, and we
immediately slowed down to savor every last bite. I will be thinking about that pork belly for
a good long while.Seriously get the RILLAUDS!
Sunday night I finagled a speaking role at a Plate &Pitchfork dinner at Champoeg Farms. This meant, free wine, free dinner, and an
extra ticket. So I called up my friend
Mari, and off we went to a dinner in a field, on a farm surrounded by chickens,
turkeys, pigs, and open spaces. I didn’t bring my camera, and I didn’t actually
get a copy of the menu, so I can’t tell you exactly what we had, and what order
it came in. I can tell you there was a chilled corn soup with basil crème fraiche, a grilled romaine salad wrapped in prosciutto.
There was pork from the farm that was incredible, and couscous with Harissa…
overall I wasn’t a huge fan of the dessert, but there was goat cheese rolled in
berries, and strong strong coffee. The wine was delish, and once again the
company was divine.
a really bad cell phone photo of the grilled romaine |
Recently, my friend Beth, put together and organized the 100
mile diet challenge through the local slow food chapter. Last night was the
celebratory dinner at a local eatery downtown. I grabbed my co-workers and
headed out for a truly wonderful 100% local meal. The salad was fresh and
crisp, the grits were creamy, the peaches were sweetened with honey. The pork
was good (not as good as the other two mentioned pork dishes… but still good).
Red Ridge Ladies at Community Plate |
I’m so lucky to live in a place where fabulous restaurants
can be found on every corner, good company is easy to find, and local ingredients
are always on the forefront of everyone’s mind. I’m also lucky to live in an
apartment with a garden, and a climate that supports a growing season! But more
about my garden bounty and what I’ve been cooking another time.
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