- MGZ Jun 28, 2013 06:43 AM
OK. Here's the idea. Reprinted from a now deleted subthread that had several Steve Miller references, and it's in two parts. The question really is, however, shouldn't everybody invent a dish inspired by a song? A lot of 'em?
Last night, Mrs. Z is trying to figure out what her crusty husband should make on the grill for some friends that are comin' over this weekend.
"What was that silly habanero chicken thing that time? Remember?"
"Ah, yeah, sweetheart, I totally forgot about that. It was solid." I said, scratchin' my head and tryin' to remember.
Now, that pretty lady knows my furrowed brow well and saw clear through the bullshit. As all wives should. She proceeded to pour me two fingers of reposado. As all wives should.
"Boneless chicken thighs? Last summer?"
I took a slug and began to recall.
"Oh right. I took 'em and put 'em off heat on the offset. Pretty sure we had that good apple wood then. They got to sorta roast and smoke until almost cooked through before I crisped 'em over the embers."
"But what made them taste so good?"
I took another big swallow of my tequila and explained, "Well, if I recall, I sauteed down some onions and garlic in butter, added some finely minced habs. When that was thoroughly perfuming the house . . . "
"I love that smell."
"So do I.
"Anyway, When that was starting to make my eyes bleed, I added some soy sauce, some fish sauce, some coconut sugar, and rice vinegar. You sorta boil it down to reduce some and then toss the meat in the sauce like you would wings. I think I added some sliced cilantro to the mix at the very end. We used that pineapple jelly from my Mom to swipe 'em in."
"Kow Kow Chickenator! That's what we called it! It was SO good. Can you make it again?"
"Never play the same solo twice, my darlin'. But, you get the same space with the same amount of bars in the same song every time."
"Do you think Jack and Jill* can handle those?"
"F*ck 'em if they can't take a joke."
*Names changed to protect the innocent."
It could have been the late hour. It could have been the beer. It could have been my advanced age. It could have even been the wind shiftin' to the East. (It definitely was not the pot.)
But, in talkin' to the pretty lady who lets me share her bed about the shoppin' this a.m., she say's, "I think there was more to that Kow chicken then you said."
"Whadda you mean?'"
"It had another spice."
I slapped my head 'cause, at that moment, I realized that the habs were the first Kow and toasted, ground Sichuan peppercorns added at the toss were the second one.
"Dear God, my Darlin', you're breathtakin' and brilliant all at once!"
"Thanks, but I just wan't the chicken to taste good."
I just realized that there is one other post missin' and I'm not gonna ask the Mods for it back. They've been kind and do a hard job.
I was, at the end of the day, tryin' to see if someone could create the "Statesboro Blues"berry scones, the "Honeysuckle Rose" ice cream, the "Nutcracker Suite" cake, the"On the Beach" burger, the "No Woman, No Cry" fries?
I did a series of three classes, Nutcracker Sweets, making desserts based on the second act, coffee, tea, chocolate, etc. I also make "sugar plums," which has many variations, I made the dried fruit and nut version.
I also made a Mozart cake, inspired by those chocolates one gets in Austria: 3 layers, vanilla/almond, chocolate/hazelnut, and pistachio. All covered/filled with chocolate ganache.
People keep asking me to teach more classes, but, it was a lot of work, not much pay. I may revamp the idea to do for parties in homes, or for special fund raisers.
That's the spirit. I love it, love it!
I mean, there's love, food, and music in life. Everything else comes with strings (well, more strings).
Could you do me a favor? I know you play and cook too. Post even a half assed recipe for sometin' that you've made based on a musical inspiration? Even if it's one of the fancy things you mentioned, or just "Rocky Mountain Way" brownies or "Redneck Woman" punch?*
*I admit that I've got a weird soft spot for Gretchen. You ever hear her covers album?
I don't know how I never saw that thread. Thanks for the link. It's fantastic. I may even read it again. Wonderful!
Nevertheless, are you willin' to play my game? Maybe make up some version of "Sugar Magnolia" cookies? "Bossa Nova Baby" shrimp? "Apple Scruffs"?*
*Actually, creatin' the food that deserves to be deemed an "Apple Scruff" is a challenge I may take on myself. If you don't know the song, it's on George Harrison's All Things Must Pass album.
I'm growin both habs and Ghosts this summer. I may have to take back the "Hell in a Bucket" wings project. But, if I'm doin that, it is gonna be created with the Biker I was talkin' to in the bar last night, in mind. When I do, I'm gonna serve 'em with champagne in a boot.
Maybe you could work on "The Tiki Bar is Open" wings? The John Hiatt song? We'll share the recipes later this summer?.
wyo, I sincerely doubt I'm ever gonna be on your part of the planet. I have almost no doubt I've gotten under your skin in the past. All good. The Earth keeps spinin, right?
Nevertheless, if I somehow find out that I'm gonna be in your neighborhood, promise you'll make me dinner? I'm an ass, but make for good company. I assure you, I'll bring the mandolin. You call the tune, we all play it, and then you excuse yourself, create the dinner from the song, usin' only what's in the kitchen and what I brought from the Atlantic Coast?
I promise to keep strummin' and bring alotta beer.
re: Beach Chick
First, thanks, some of the sweetest words I've heard since Mrs. Z said "I DO!"
Second, come on. The concept behind this thread is so up your alley. Drummer girl, think Bonzo playin' Moby Dick. You could give us somethin'. I have no doubt it'll be great and fun. Think Keith Moon. "Squeeze Box" potatoes?
And I will claim the obvious. Jimmy Buffet's "Cheeseburger in Paradise".
In addition to the monthly potlucks where we try to out do each other, the Malabar Munchers have a 24 hour notice Cheeseburger in Paradise competition. Modesty will not allow me to identify how a certain Hound swept the last competition by joining 2 lbs of 80/20 ground chuck around a pound of Wisconsin blue cheese and lowered gently on the grill.
The bottom bun had pureed sweet red peppers and bird chilis in condensed yogurt with other items as my special sauce, lettuce, and 1/2 lb of Wisconsin 6 year old cheddar.
The top bun was Heinz 57, thin sliced beefsteak tomato, and another 1/2 lb of the cheddar.
The bun was over a foot in diameter and baked to specifications at my Publix Supermarket bakery.
Turning this puppy on the grill was worthy of a Laurel and Hardy sketch.
So next time you get a cheeseburger, just remember that for it to conform to the advertising, there should be more cheese than burger.
Popsicle Toes, Diana Krall: Add a cup of the liquid of your choice to your Vibrams, insert popsicle stick, stand shoes on toes and freeze.
So, Kinda like my Simon and Garfunkle chicken with "parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme." I also add garlic, lots of lemon juice, and a pinch of dried oregano... splash of dry white wine, salt and pepper... and a *secret* ingredient...
So, in the spirit of the Fourth, yesterday, I went after makin' the "Family Tradition"* pancakes for breakfast. I was sorta channelin' my Grandmother who used to mix in some finely grated potatoes to her Bisquick based pancakes. I may not have gotten it just right, but the pretty woman who lives with me was happy with the results.
Man, day off. A coupla mimosas. A buttloadda bacon. Four cakes each. B grade maple syrup.
I was nappin' by noon. Never mowed the lawn.
Mrs. Z says to me at the end of the night, "Can we keep playing this game?"
"The one where we come up with a song and you try to make a dish based on it."
"Cool with me. You have somethin' in mind?"
"You gotta love Britney. I'm in. Maybe, Sunday?"
That's the way to celebrate Independence.