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Ruby Tuesday / Dinner With TCR! January 5, 2010

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Let’s kill two birds with one stone, shall we?

My dinner postings have been scarce lately (I know, “Long time no sea(food!)”) and it’s officially Tuesday, so I’m calling the little bit of red in these shots sufficient to justify this dual-category post.

The ingredients:

Gigunzo Shrimp, marinated in lime juice, garlic and cayenne pepper; whole-kernel corn, fresh tomatoes, blanched and peeled, a diced Serrano chile, about a bulb of coarsly-chopped garlic and a handfull of basil, all organic, and a bag of black squid-ink pasta.

The result:

Spicy Garlic Shrimp and Veggies over Black Fettuccine.

Enjoy!  😉

For more Rubiliciousness, go visit Mary over at Work of the Poet and check out the links to her many contributors!

The One Of Dinner. December 19, 2008

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Because you asked.

Actually, I was wondering how to talk about this particular dinner, and your comment/query made me say “what the hell,” and just post the pictures.

This is a  sauté of the tops of my Brussels sprouts, which tops I had never eaten before, primarily because I had never grown them before, and they don’t come with stalks and tops in the grocery store:


This was a cultural train wreck, but delicious nonetheless.

I started with the sprouts tops, sautéd in sesame oil, as the little critters looked somehow Oriental. Then I chopped in some roasted red peppers, ’cause I had ’em. Then I added, as is my wont, two cloves bulbs of coarsely chopped garlic, because I could.

I ate it over pasta, with a generous raft of grated cheese, because, again, I could.

But I didn’t take any pictures, because I was so friggin’ hungry that I Hoovered it before I could stop myself.

So tonight I did it again, this time using Co-op bought rainbow chard:


…served over (leftover) pasta:


Both dinners were delicious, with the measuring stick set at “Has Garlic.”

Flame Grillin’! October 21, 2008

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And I do mean “flame!”

That’s asparagus, roasted red peppers and a bulb of garlic doin’ their mavericky thing on my porch.

To this was added some lemon-and-oil marinated chicken, and voila! :

…with a couple of the onions I pickled this past week.

For Jeff at Nature Hills Nursery, because he asked!

OK, A Dinner. June 22, 2008

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Organic baby spinach wilted in extra virgin olive oil, with garlic scapes, roasted garlic, roasted red peppers, pine nuts, capers and some shiitake mushrooms, served over fresh, local raviolis filled with spinach and ricotta cheese:


A Vegetarian Dish February 25, 2008

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…and fairlane, no onions!

Tonight I threw together a few things which caught my fancy down at our “local” (only an hour away) Whole Foods Market, starting with some locally-made fresh spinach ravioli stuffed to bursting (almost!) with roasted garlic, ricotta and triple-creme mascarpone:


This I topped with miataki mushrooms and baby spinach in a chipotle cream sauce.

All ingredients were organic, though I’m sure that didn’t keep the calorie count below the 1 million mark!

People, I try not to pat myself on the back too often (hard on the shoulders, you know,) but this was SO. DAMNED. GOOD!

…I nearly cried.


The North Quabbin Garlic And Arts Festival! September 17, 2007

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So here it is as promised, the Full Report:

I drove out to Orange (the Town that Rhymes with Nothing) this afternoon to see what was shakin’ at the annual Garlic Festival.

When I got to the point on the skanky little back roads where the traffic was stopped and there were cars parked along the road, well, I parked along the road and started walking.

Little did I know.

A mile and a half of steep hills later, I passed under this banner:


You and me both, pal!

So I paid the lady FIVE WHOLE DOLLARS and went in.

And as advertised, it was a huge conflagration of Hilltown Hippyheads, all tye-died and squinty-eyed, dreads and birkenstocks and braided armpits…

It was cool.

And colorful:


That’s a rare uncrowded moment for Teh Camera.

There were two stages, powered entirely by solar panels and doing quite well, thank you. I got there just in time to catch the end of an exciting show by the Bamidele Dancers and Drummers:


Kicked my ass, they did. And I loved the Festival motto, strung proudly across the top of the stage, and the solar panels down front!

A short walk took me to the “Family Stage,” a less amplified venue where Teh Chilluns was being indoctrinated with socialist concepts like inclusiveness and sharing, i.e. they were invited up front to dance:


Fuckin’ socialists are gonna be the ruination of America.

But beyond the overt objective of providing food and fun for the community and the covert objective of poisoning our kids with the devil-cultures of Places Not American, there was a serious and, dare I use the term, hopeful aspect to this Hill-town Hoe-down. A major theme, evident wherever you looked, was that of Green and Sustainable Living. From the numerous kiosks espousing the local production of biodiesel fuel from post-consumer restaurant oils


to the information available about solar hot water and photovoltaic panels, to the extraordinary job the organizers did to ensure that the festival’s footprint would be minimal:


That’s right, read the small print on the yellow sign. The clear “plastic” cups and the disposable tableware, all made from corn starch, and all compostable! Turns out there are quite a few options for compostable tableware, plates and cups and spoons and forks and so on.

Funny how we in America only know about the petroleum-based alternatives, eh?

At any rate, last year’s festival, with thousands of attendees, generated one small bag of trash. It will be interesting to learn how we did this year.

Oh, and because garlic is a Wonder-Food and second in my esteem only to pussy, we mustn’t forget to honor the only Super Hero in attendance at this year’s festival…


Garlic Man!!! …and Clifford the Tofu Pup.

I’m still struggling with the realization that I had a half-hour conversation with a bulb of garlic and loved every minute of it. This guy was a hoot, the real deal, the cat’s ass, and underneath it all, a fine architect. Who’da thunk?

But finally, with the sun sinking low and my wallet growing thin, it was time to seek out the object of my culinary curiosity, the Fabled Food of Fanatics, the Gastronomic Non Sequitur known as…


Check the lower left, if you dare…

YES, GARLIC ICE-CREAM!!! And here it is Folks, about to go over the lips and gums and down the hatch:


And I’m here to tell you peeps, it was… well, it was kind of…


Quite the arresting juxtaposition, sweet home-made ice cream (and Bart’s is quite good) laced with small chunks of toasted garlic.

I recommend that you don’t miss it, but don’t run over any puppies in your rush to get there.

So all in all a great afternoon of music, people watching, heightened environmental awareness and sensorial adventures.

I’m already looking forward to next year!

And a parting thought from the fine folks who kept our collective footprint so unbelievably small:


True Dat.