I have a twin who was born a few years and about 9 months after me.
This is what we ate his birthday week, which also happened to coincide with the hurricane that tore up the Northeast.
On Wednesday, sushi delivery from Taro. After several days of homecooking, pizza, and leftovers, we decided to get delivery. We ordered the sushi dinner for two and the uni special. Normally this is just two pieces, one from CA and one from ME. Tonight they had uni sashimi in the uni shell. Unfortunately, it was rancid and tasted of iodine overdose.
The other uni was fine, but it left a bad taste in my mouth.
Thursday night, we had a drink at Tooker Alley while waiting for our table at Bar Corvo. We’ve learned to stick to the pastas there, as the entrees usually fall short.
We started with the roasted beet and ricotta salad and “crispy beef tongue.” Which was basically fried pieces of beef tongue, crispy on the outside and soft and juicy on the inside, served with horseradish-black pepper aioli. Seriously one of the best things I’ve eaten in a while. If you are around, GO THERE. ORDER THIS.
We also had the semolina gnocchi with oxtail ragu, which was baked like a mini casserole. The gnocchi was soft and polenta-like, ragu fatty and rich.
To contrast this we had the cavatelli with wild mushrooms and kale, accented with lemon.
No pictures – too dark to bother.
On Friday I made kimchi chigae, with lamb. We had leftover dashi (bonito and kombu boiled in water, then strained – the base of many Japanese soups) and tofu, as well as kimchi from Mimi’s mom.
I browned some garlic, then cut up the lamb rounds into small pieces and browned it in a pot along with the bone pieces. I added shiitake mushrooms cut into thick slices as well as the bottom (root) sections of a bunch of scallions and a drizzle of sesame oil. Then I added the dashi (about a quart) and two more quarts of water. After bringing it to a boil I added a huge scoop of miso, a couple of handfuls of kimchi, and firm tofu cut into large cubes. Salt and white pepper as needed. I simmered this for about 45 minutes and served it over rice with some chopped scallions on top.
As expected, the lamb taste was a bit strong, but not overpowering. A really good, hearty soup for this new cooler weather we’re having.
…And birthday dinner at Blue Ribbon in Park Slope. We had reservations at Quality Meats in midtown but with the transportation situation we decided to stay on foot.
Bone marrow with oxtail marmalade and Greek salad to start; NY strip, steak tartare, and kanpachi usuzukuri for dinner. Creme brulee for dessert. With all the usual alcoholic accompaniments.
Not mind blowing but solid.
I have to add here that we were also seated next to the most annoying, loudmouthed, crass individual. We could hear her side of the conversation word for word, and she tried talking to us a couple of times, even though we were not very receptive to her drunken advances. To say the least, it was uncomfortable.
We ended the night by heading to the theater on Court St. in downtown Brooklyn to catch RZA’s The Man with the Iron Fists – stupidly entertaining, as expected.
Brunch at Tom’s (the usual corned beef has though this time with carcinogen-laced burnt up homefries) and a football snack of crostini topped with butter-cucumber-English Tickler cheddar and Dijon-duck rillettes from BKLYN Larder.
Ending the night with leftovers, The Walking Dead, Boardwalk Empire, and knitting. This past week I’ve made two hats and am working on making our Christmas stockings and some knit trivets. It’s hibernation time.
Happy birth week, Ryan.