I can't begin to tell you how much I'm enjoying my reducing diet! So far, I've lost 25 pounds in just 8 weeks, and there is no better feeling in the world than going around with a baggy ass because your clothes are two sizes too big. And to tell you the truth, it no longer feels like a diet. It feels more like a lifestyle now. I am naturally drawn to healthier food choices because when you feel like a million bucks everyday, you don't even want to cheat.
Plus I'm still thoroughly enjoying my new infused vinegars and olive oils, so experimenting with them is more like play than sloggy old cooking. It rained today, so that means grab something out of the freezer for dinner so as not to drag in groceries and get soaked to the skin. So shell on shrimp was the thing that jumped out at me first from the deep freeze. You'll grill these with the shell on. High heat for only about 3 minutes per side. I made a veggie stir fry for my side because that's how I roll these days. But you could serve them with a rice pilaf or pasta and grilled vegetables. I loved these so much that I'm going to serve them as an appetizer at our annual family get together next week.
For the marinade you'll need:
1 large shallot
a chunk of peeled ginger (about an inch long and an inch around)
4 large cloves of peeled garlic
1/2 cup of soy sauce
zest of 1 lime and the juice of 2 limes
a squeeze of honey (about a tablespoon and a half)
1/2 teaspoon of cayenne
1/3 cup of olive oil or peanut oil
freshly ground pepper
fresh cilantro (about 5 stems but with the stems removed)
Put all of this into a blender or processor (I used my Magic Bullet) and puree it all up until smooth like a paste.
3 or 4 green onions chopped
Thaw your bag of shrimp and rinse them well. Put them in a bowl and add the green onion and the puree. Stir it all around and let it marinade for about half an hour.
Preheat your grill to high heat and grill the shrimp for about 3 minutes per side. Or flip them when the shell turns pink. Discard the remaining marinade.
These are messy and really fun to eat. The flavour in the marinade marries perfectly to shrimp, so make lots. They'll go fast! Enjoy friends!
Saturday, 27 July 2013
Thursday, 25 July 2013
Scape Pesto
Have you ever heard of a scape? No?
Check out the deal here, but basically they are what happens to your garlic if you let it sit for too long and
then you go to use it and there’s that green shoot coming from it and you think
to yourself, “Why the heck don’t I just buy the pre-minced jarred garlic?”
(because you’re pretentious, and you don’t want the Loblaws checkout guy to
judge you, that’s why). Lynn Crawford,
who delights me regularly on various food-vision, calls these a “crazy,
unusual, powerful, passionate vegetable.” Who wouldn’t want to eat such a
thing?
Crawford suggests a pesto, and so did
the woman I bought them from at the market. Pesto is absolutely my most
favourite sauce by far for pasta, so that suggestion is like music to my ears.
The beauty thing about pesto is you can put it on just about anything, and
really use a ton of different flavours for it. The basic formula would be:
Large
amount of herb(s)+smaller amount of toasted nut+ healthy amount of oil+
sprinkle of cheese
The traditional option is basil, pine
nuts, olive oil and Parmesan. With my scapes, I chose scapes and arugula,
toasted pine nuts (but you can use almonds), olive oil and parmesan. I use a
cheap, imitation, knock-off Magic Bullet, because I don’t have a food
processor, so I fill it right up with the greenery (I used equal parts scape
and arugula), then add a sprinkling of nuts. The oil amount depends on the
consistency that you like for your pesto. I wanted this to be a fairly solid
pesto, so I used about a third of a cup. You can always add more. Then a little
cheese and whip it all up.
The scapes add an amazing mellow garlic
flavour, without having you feel like you need a breath mint after. There are
peppery tones from the arugula, and finally a nice earthiness from the nuts. It
was delicious. I put it on a risotto with some roasted beets. I also stuffed a chicken breast with it and grilled
that up for my dining companion. (He doesn’t dig on beets.) It was just great.
Scapes, according to the handout I was
given, also make a great green bean replacement. Call me a lush, but when I
think of green beans, you know what I think of? Those amazing spicy pickled
beans that come with a delicious Caesar (Bloody Mary to you non-Canadians).
Blog to come on that soon! Visit your local farmer’s Market soon though if you
want to try these- the season ends in just a week or two!
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Espresso Infused Balsamic Vinegar Chicken Salad
My Land! I haven't hit one out of the ball park like this for a while now! I'm still delirious with excitement from my olive oil shopping trip from the weekend. I actually haven't been able to sleep because I've been thinking up ways to put my goods to creative use. I drew my inspiration for this recipe from one of my favourite European traditions. I love how they serve their espresso with a tray of cheese and fruits and nuts. So classically elegant, and not to mention delicious. What a lovely way to relax and visit with your guests after being in the kitchen all day cooking for them! I wanted those flavours and also to really feature my new Espresso Balsamic Vinegar. So why not make it a healthy main course?
For this recipe, you'll need:
2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
a package of arugula
herbs (since I have a jazzy herb garden, I used cilantro, basil and Thai basil)
a pack of goat cheese (chevre if we're puttin' on the ritz!)
a can of mandarin pieces
a handful or so of chopped walnut pieces
And for the dressing:
1/2 cup of olive oil (I of course used my new Tuscan herb infused)
1/4 cup of balsamic vinegar - Espresso infused if you're as fortunate as I am!
a splash of pure maple syrup (since I love to roll homeland proud!)
zest and juice of 1/2 a big naval orange
a teaspoon of red curry paste
salt and freshly ground pepper to taste
whisk this all up and put it in a jar in the fridge to chill
Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. Season your chicken breasts with salt, pepper, a light sprinkling of allspice and a teaspoon of your balsamic vinegar brushed on each one. Bake them off on a cookie sheet lined with tin foil and sprayed with Pam for about 35 - 40 minutes. Take them out of the oven and let them rest for about 10 minutes. Then slice or chop into bite size chunks.
Chop your herbs roughly and toss them around with your arugula. Drizzle some dressing and toss until they're moistened, but not sloppy. Add your nuts, mandarins, chopped up chicken and break up your goat cheese over your greens. Drizzle more dressing over the top of everything and season with freshly ground pepper. And serve it up! So easy and fast. I took one bite and wanted to retire at once from my day job and stay home to infuse vinegars and olive oils for my new career! Yum!
For this recipe, you'll need:
2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
a package of arugula
herbs (since I have a jazzy herb garden, I used cilantro, basil and Thai basil)
a pack of goat cheese (chevre if we're puttin' on the ritz!)
a can of mandarin pieces
a handful or so of chopped walnut pieces
And for the dressing:
1/2 cup of olive oil (I of course used my new Tuscan herb infused)
1/4 cup of balsamic vinegar - Espresso infused if you're as fortunate as I am!
a splash of pure maple syrup (since I love to roll homeland proud!)
zest and juice of 1/2 a big naval orange
a teaspoon of red curry paste
salt and freshly ground pepper to taste
whisk this all up and put it in a jar in the fridge to chill
Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. Season your chicken breasts with salt, pepper, a light sprinkling of allspice and a teaspoon of your balsamic vinegar brushed on each one. Bake them off on a cookie sheet lined with tin foil and sprayed with Pam for about 35 - 40 minutes. Take them out of the oven and let them rest for about 10 minutes. Then slice or chop into bite size chunks.
Chop your herbs roughly and toss them around with your arugula. Drizzle some dressing and toss until they're moistened, but not sloppy. Add your nuts, mandarins, chopped up chicken and break up your goat cheese over your greens. Drizzle more dressing over the top of everything and season with freshly ground pepper. And serve it up! So easy and fast. I took one bite and wanted to retire at once from my day job and stay home to infuse vinegars and olive oils for my new career! Yum!
Sunday, 21 July 2013
Summer Flavour
Isn't summer so awesome? I just got home from a road trip and spent the most amazing 20 hours with Kelly there ever was! We both have such busy schedules, so we always pack in as much fun as we possibly can in the time we have together. And just once every summer, I motor down to Kingston for a Kelly jam packed overnight visit of pure fun! We had two goals in mind this weekend. Some beach time for sure, and to take in the military show at Old Fort Henry. We did both very successfully. And Kelly was writing a review for the local paper on the Fort Henry show, so we were V.I.P.'s at the Fort! Special bracelet armbands in blue to indicate we were somebodies, and as God is my witness, they put the most handsome young waiter there ever was to serve us! (These things matter to ladies of years such as myself).
BUT, we found a few extra minutes to take a side trip to a new and fantastic boutique in Kingston, the Kingston Olive Oil Company. What a unique and delicious shopping experience it was.The front half of the store is dedicated to various balsamic vinegars infused with different and creative flavour combinations. The back half of the store is dedicated to Extra Virgin Olive Oil! I think Rachel Ray will think she has died and gone to heaven if she were to enter over the doorstep. They have a tasting station out on the sidewalk with a selection of vinegars and olive oils and bread to draw you into the store or not. You can taste and move on if you choose. But I doubt you will.
I purchased two olive oils and two vinegars. Since I've been driving all day, and I've been away all weekend, my larder wasn't freshly stocked. I have a few recipes in mind, which I'll blog here after I experiment with them a bit, but I was too excited not to at least give my new oils a debut on my Sunday dinner table. So I grilled some top sirloins with my Tuscan herb infused olive oil. And I sautéed some onion, mushroom and snow peas in butter and Hojiblanca extra virgin olive oil. The Hojiblanca is not an infused oil, but rather, one of the most virgin oils you can get. You can taste every single item in the store. I was drawn to this oil because it was so damn virgin that I imagined myself chewing on the bark of the olive tree! Really amazing! In addition to my oils, I purchased two infused balsamic vinegars. Espresso infused, and also cinnamon pear infused. The possibilities are endless! I'm thinking about salads and desserts and some gazpachos, and you name it! Truly, my new oils and vinegars excite me much, much more than new shoes even! All I did was drizzle some of my Tuscan herb infused olive oil over my steaks after I took them off the grill, and I felt I could hands down WIN the Master Chef challenge! Hahaha Flavour Town is going on right in your own backyard friends! Cheers.
BUT, we found a few extra minutes to take a side trip to a new and fantastic boutique in Kingston, the Kingston Olive Oil Company. What a unique and delicious shopping experience it was.The front half of the store is dedicated to various balsamic vinegars infused with different and creative flavour combinations. The back half of the store is dedicated to Extra Virgin Olive Oil! I think Rachel Ray will think she has died and gone to heaven if she were to enter over the doorstep. They have a tasting station out on the sidewalk with a selection of vinegars and olive oils and bread to draw you into the store or not. You can taste and move on if you choose. But I doubt you will.
I purchased two olive oils and two vinegars. Since I've been driving all day, and I've been away all weekend, my larder wasn't freshly stocked. I have a few recipes in mind, which I'll blog here after I experiment with them a bit, but I was too excited not to at least give my new oils a debut on my Sunday dinner table. So I grilled some top sirloins with my Tuscan herb infused olive oil. And I sautéed some onion, mushroom and snow peas in butter and Hojiblanca extra virgin olive oil. The Hojiblanca is not an infused oil, but rather, one of the most virgin oils you can get. You can taste every single item in the store. I was drawn to this oil because it was so damn virgin that I imagined myself chewing on the bark of the olive tree! Really amazing! In addition to my oils, I purchased two infused balsamic vinegars. Espresso infused, and also cinnamon pear infused. The possibilities are endless! I'm thinking about salads and desserts and some gazpachos, and you name it! Truly, my new oils and vinegars excite me much, much more than new shoes even! All I did was drizzle some of my Tuscan herb infused olive oil over my steaks after I took them off the grill, and I felt I could hands down WIN the Master Chef challenge! Hahaha Flavour Town is going on right in your own backyard friends! Cheers.
Blackcurrant and Balsamic Jam
| I basically made the jam so I could make a fun label. |
I have had quite the delightful weekend for
myself. I survived Southern Ontario Tornado 2013 and started Saturday with a
trip to the Farmer’s Market. I now have material for about ten posts, but we’ll
start with what I did today, which was blackcurrant jam.
I’ve never made a preserve of any type
before, for a number of reasons. One, I am not a pioneer. Secondly, it seemed
rather intimidating. It seemed it would take hours, and it also seemed like the
potential for poisoning and killing people was high. So I was put off,
obviously. Up until yesterday. Yesterday, those gorgeous little black currants
were just calling out to me, begging me to take them home and simmer them with
gallons of sugar, and then spread them on delicious various cheeses and
baguettes.
I acquiesced. I feel that at this point in my life, I am
enough of a grownup that I can follow instructions on preserving fruits and
vegetables and hermetically seal mason jars. I can do this. If pioneers could
do it, surely I can too. I was fairly good at Oregon Trail after all. Only one
out of every four people in my party usually died of dysentery.
So anyway, the important lesson here is
that jamming is not actually that difficult, and if you were the type of person
who didn’t kill every plant that came with 10 metres (not me), you maybe would have fruit producing trees. You may actually have bushels of fruit and this could be
a good way to deal with them. Mummy, as you may have seen in the jarring tomatoes blog, does this every fall. She once made a delicious cinnamon and peach jam, it was
perfect for a nice Brie.
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| Picked clean! |
I decided to add a splash of balsamic to my
blackcurrant jam, because that sounds pretty fancy and delicious to me. I think
you can really just be totally creative here and experiment with flavours. It
doesn’t have to be Smuckers Grape Jelly, because you are better than that.
Let’s begin. Start by ensuring your
blackcurrants are just fruit, no stems or leaves or anything. I know, you’re
thinking to yourself, “That sounds time consuming. That doesn’t sound like
Bailey. We know she hates attention to detail.” If you were thinking that, you
would be right. I hate that sort of thing. But try to think of this as a
meditative activity. Sit in the sun, sip your tea, and be in the Now. Enjoy the
beauty of the currants; be grateful for your health. Blah blah. Just do it,
because imagine the mortification if you served your homemade jam (which you
will do, and you will likely act superior about it, because you are clearly an artsy Lady (or man) of the Canyon) and then someone gets a twig or insect in the heap of jam on their nice sheep’s milk blue? Exactly. So take the time and sort through them.
Keep in mind you’re going to boil jars here, and disinfect and seal and do all
sorts of other tasks, so just take the ten minutes to go through the currants.
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| Things are happening here! |
Now, the time it took you to read that
bossy paragraph is all the time it will probably take you to go through your
pint of fruit. That’s what we’re using here. It’s roughly two cups. I know that
because I used a converter app on my phone, not because Ms. Graham, my Grade 10
math teacher, was able to permeate my teenage girl brain with important facts
like how to convert distance and weight.
Put your cleaned currants in a saucepan and
add 1½ cups of water. I also added a half-cup of balsamic vinegar. Bring to a
boil and then simmer until currants are soft, about 20 minutes. I didn’t cover
the pot for this, because I wanted the liquid to reduce. Add 3 cups of sugar.
Stir and simmer uncovered for about 10 minutes. In recipes, they will tell you
to look for a temp of about 220° on a candy thermometer, but who has one of those? Not me.
You’re looking for the setting point, or in my experience, when your wooden
spoon starts sticking to the whole damn kitchen.
Meanwhile, the important part of not poisoning
other humans. Boil your mason jars for ten minutes and then set them out on the
counter on a clean tea towel. Pour your hot jam into it (not completely to the
top, leave a bit of space) and then put the lid on it. Then you boil them
again, and let them cool. Check out the tomato jarring blog for that, because
the details are there and they are much better than I can write out here.
| I realize this should say "LadyGirls Table" but that will be the next one! |
After you’ve gone through all this trouble,
you’ll possibly want to give away these jars, like you’re Martha Stewart or
something. Possibly, if you’re anything like me, you secretly wish you were a
super artsy cool graphic designer girl who just flits about town “seeing” art
everywhere and has this amazing Instagram full of pictures of sepia-toned forks
and leaves. If you had any inclination to be like that at all, you may spend a
huge portion of your day on Pinterest, looking for cool fonts that you can
re-create with a fine point Sharpie.
Maybe it’s time for me to go back to work.
Anyway, enjoy the jam!
Thursday, 18 July 2013
Cooking With Coconut Oil
As I’ve mentioned before, I am unemployed
in July. Sort of, anyway. I work a part time job, but my main job is closed for
the summer. This unemployment is always a delicious treat looming on my horizon
in April and May, in June I panic that I haven’t gotten organized enough, and
my delight starts again July 1st. I’m always filled with hope for
this free time. I imagine myself as a cheerier version of Sylvia Plath, or Joni
Mitchell. Writing, doing yoga, working in the garden, and just being a Lady of
the Canyon. You know. That sort of thing.
This is a very romantic version of myself.
What actually happens is I wander around my un-air conditioned house feeling
like a caged animal, between naps and binge TV watching. Sometimes I leave to
go buy unnecessary beauty products at Shoppers or to buy various tchotchkes for
my already overly crowded shelves at Value Village. I also look at Pinterest. A
lot. I look at Pinterest and pin things that my Lady of the Canyon persona
would do, like paint rocks in my garden with solar paint or create intricate playhouse
tents for children I don’t have. I have considered stopping on the side of the
road in construction sites various times to pick up a pallet or two, do you
even KNOW what you can do with those discarded wood flats? You can basically
build a guest cottage in your backyard with those things.
Most of these projects require a power
tool, or at least a glue gun, neither of which I own, so realistically those
things won’t happen until I marry someone who owns at least one of those
apparatuses (apparati?). Anyway, no need to worry about that pallet and terra
cotta pot guest cottage now, because I’ve made other observations whilst
mindlessly scrolling for hours on end.
Coconut oil. Have you noticed? It’s like
the 2013 version of 2001’s soy. You can put it on anything, anywhere. Pinterest
has numerous infographics dedicated to its various uses. Your hair! Your skin!
Your food! Your dog! It cleans your antique wood armoire whilst simultaneously
cleansing your lung cilia! Staining your deck is so 2010, did you know if you
add purple food colouring to coconut oil you can get a deep mahogany for your
back patio (or pallet guest cottage?). (Editor’s note: Pinterest does not endorse
any of the preceding claims.)
So, I like a bandwagon as much as the next
guy. I felt coconut oil was something I needed to try. I needed to get in on
this business so that I could not only Pin the recipes, but also hashtag them
as #cleaneats and #healthy. I have a food blog. These are tricks of the trade,
and I do it all for you, faithful readers.
This means that I also had to go to the
organic aisle of my grocery store. I need ORGANIC coconut oil, because I might
put it on my skin, you see. It doesn’t matter what I ingest, but God help the
company that provides a coconut oil that gives me a rash that other people can
see. I cannot have that. So after I purchased my $9.59 jar of oil, I came home
and placed it on my shelf. It sat there for several days and nights. I pinned
many an infographic, with the best of intentions and plans for my jar of liquid
gold. (Actually, it should be said it comes as a white solid. BUT, as I
mentioned before, my house is not air-conditioned, so clearly the liquid point
for the oil is somewhere around 90 degrees. But that’s not a problem at all,
because it was actually easier to work with as a liquid.) Finally, I opened
that jar and readied myself for the life-long health benefits I was about to
enjoy.
The meal plan was based around some fancy
heirloom carrots I bought, simply because they were pretty. Also! From
Bradford, ON. So I’m hometown proud. I also grilled a chicken breast, with the
mesquite smoker I bought last year.
For the chicken, I simply chopped some
rosemary and garlic, and then added that to the oil with some lemon juice,
which I marinated the chicken in. And by marinated, I mean I poured it on the
chicken, at which point the coconut oil re-solidified due to the temperature of
the chicken, (since I am always thinking of food safety precautions) so it sat
on top of it. But it doesn’t matter; the flavour was still there when it went
on the grill.
I also made quinoa, another jazz-food of
the new millennium. I can’t wait to hear what these foods actually do to us in
ten years, like when all of a sudden everyone realized soy was causing men to
develop fallopian tubes or something and then it was banished to the dollar
sale bin of the No Frills. So brutal for soy farmers everywhere! Thank God
vegans still demand their tofurkey or the unemployment rate would be even
higher. But back to the quinoa. I like it well enough, I’ll eat it plain if
need be. But I do like to add a little something to it, and on this particular
evening, I added goat milk feta and pesto sauce to it, which was no mistake at
all. Try it. It’s still healthy; it’s just even more delicious.
Finally, the carrots. The star of the show.
I cut them into long strips, simply because I felt that would plate the best.
Then I boiled them until they were just barely soft, but still had a little
bite to them. While they boil, toast some slivered or chopped almonds (mine are
not nice looking, because I bought whole plain almonds at a gas station on the
way home to avoid going into a full on grocery store, and then I tried to chop
them at home, but it was a huge mess, with almond chunks shooting across the
kitchen and flying into my eyes and pelting the dog. The dog, who felt plain
almonds were not pleasing enough to her palate to eat off the floor, even
though she eats rat by-product on the regular in her own food, and therefore I
am still vacuuming almond chunks from behind the refrigerator). But if you go
to a grocery store they will have pre-chopped almonds for you. Or you can get a
Slap-Chop, which will chop your almonds in a contained area and you won’t have
to have the bits stick to your bare feet for days afterwards in 90-degree heat,
despite hauling your Dyson up over the stairs several times to vacuum the
kitchen floor. You have lots of options, really. Anyway. When the carrots are
cooked, drain them and squeeze a teaspoon of honey in with a teaspoon of
coconut oil (this could be butter, but then that would make this entire blog
post irrelevant). Add the chopped and toasted almonds.
There you have it. Feel free to turn this
into an infographic for Pinterest, if you want.
Friday, 5 July 2013
Bailey's Epic Adventure: La Belle Province
Every now and then in life, a series of events serendipitously come together to provide you with an opportunity you cannot pass up. When the universe gives a gift like this to you, you simply must go with the flow and see what kind of magic is about to happen.
| Yes, it is one of those restaurants with no sign. You have to be in the know. |
For me, this happened last weekend. After a
series of circumstances united fortuitously, I found myself in La Belle
Province (or Quebec, for our non-Canadian audiences). Quebec is a wonderful
place. North of the 49th parallel, Quebec is the indisputable home
of poutine, unpasteurized cheese, and a deliciously laissez-faire European attitude (it may be the last place in North
America where it is socially acceptable to smoke just about anywhere).
For the last five years or so, it has
occurred to me that nothing bad ever happens in Quebec. Honestly, I have never
had one mauvaise expérience whilst
dallying about this province. Not even that time I went to my uncle’s cottage
and there were bats trying to share a bed with me. Not even that time I showed
up to my ski lessons brutally hung on cheap red wine. Not even that time my
best friend and I scammed a field trip to Montreal in high school with the
school band, even though we weren’t in the band, and we were ostracized for the
majority of the trip. It’s always great. Honestly. If you have never had the
opportunity to visit, I highly recommend it.
| Ari making magic |
Let’s get back to the present. On Sunday
evening, I found myself, with some amazing company, at Bungalow in Montreal. I honestly have been trying to figure out the angle I can take to
write this for a week, trying to decide how I can write it without sounding like
I’m gushing. My conclusion is that this cannot be done. I will simply have to
gush. It is unavoidable. If I were ever to be the Bachelorette, (and we won’t
worry about the probability of this) this would absolutely be one of the dream
dates they would have to set up for me.
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| This is Joe Cool. Obviously. |
Let me start with the amazing chef, Ari. When you sit in Ari’s restaurant, you feel like you may actually be sitting at his kitchen table, sharing a meal with him. I was won over instantly by the open kitchen concept, but after his amazing selection of menu items for us to taste, I was finally told by one of my dining companions that I may be overusing the word “amazing” (I don’t think 34 times in 15 minutes is really THAT excessive), but I could not help it. I can’t describe how special we were made to feel that evening.
I was charmed by Ari, and his colleague Joe
(Joe Cool to be precise), right off the bat, but I was really won over when Ari
scolded one person in my party, who shall remain nameless, for ordering his
filet mignon MEDIUM. (We all know how I feel about meat cooked above the
medium-rare mark).
But, this meat was the meat of the altar of the gods. I am not kidding. The
amazing Jameson and blue cheese sauce only enhanced it. (Unrelated side note:
what is it about Jameson these days? It’s the drink of hipsters all of a sudden
and not just McNulty from The Wire). The fabulous 2011 Côte du Rhône we were
drinking didn’t do much harm either.
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| It delights me when I can hang out in kitchens. |
The filet mignon was not the only fabulous
part of the meal though. The entire menu consisted of a tomato and mozzarella
salad (my favourite salad of all time), crab cakes, steak tartare (another
highlight for me) tilapia ceviche (which consisted of the most flavourful,
fresh cilantro, perfect citrus ripeness and something to provide quite the
kick) and finally some grilled octopus, which is simmered for numerous hours
before they grill it, which you would not doubt, because the octopus was so
tender it practically melted in your mouth. As you can imagine, we could not
have possibly eaten another bite at this point. But there was a rack of pork
ribs that were calling my name. And the lamb looked cooked to perfection.
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| These are the amazing pork ribs we couldn't quite fit in. |
There were also drinks. A lot of drinks. If
you are a fan of Anthony Bourdain, as we all know I am, you would know that he
has filmed two shows in Montreal, both with his French partenaire dans le crime, Martin Picard. Both these episodes of The
Layover and No Reservations show the two of them getting into various bits of
trouble throughout the streets of Montreal, booze-fuelled and full of foie
gras. After my evening at Bungalow, I am throwing the gauntlet down to
Bourdain. My two-drink maximum (as you may recall from earlier this year)
was quickly thrown out the window (who can say no to a third glass of a perfect
vin rouge avec le beouf?) and I
imbibed rather heavily. So heavily, in fact, I would like to put it out there
that I think I can probably drink Anthony Bourdain under the table. I am
Canadian, after all.
| #bottlesofinstagram |
There is no recipe here, friends. I cannot
compete with Ari and Joe. All I can tell you is go there. Go to Bungalow. Sit
at the bar. Ask questions. Eat. Let the hospitality at Bungalow take you to
another level of dining experience. And have a cocktail or two, just for me.
(And check it out, they have Facebook!)
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