You won’t believe this, but I made it and have witnesses.
A half-side of salmon, skinned and boned. I covered it with scallop mousse and then zucchini half-rounds to look like fish scales. Cousin Steve manned the deep fryer pot and came up with fried parsley for garnish.
Oh, man, it’s so great to be out of French cooking-land! Ironically I got a catering job out of that cooking school dinner/brunch that paid a good portion of my tuition!
My Aunt Joan, godmother, loved the results and efforts, God rest her soul. I will remember it fondly for her. I thank the rest of the family for putting up with my pretenses. No, Kevin, that’s not prehensile. That’s my brother and I have to do this stuff so he’ll read my blog.
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Tagged: Scotland
I have been in love with Frank Sinatra, from afar, since I was a little girl. My favorite album always was “Come Fly With Me” and while I parted company from the mono album years ago I do have it on iTunes now. My parents took me to see him at Carnegie Hall twenty-some years ago.
Favorite song was Isle of Capri, and I don’t know why because the lyrics are not to my modern liking, if you get the drift.
I did find a recipe of his for chicken and sausage, years ago, but it called for about a cup of olive oil. I guess that was before the days of non-stick pans.
Anyway I’d like to provide you with lyrics of a favorite song, which I just heard. “It’s Nice to Go Trav’ling” can be found at http://www.thepeaches.com/music/frank/ItsNicetoGoTravling.htm. I can’t turn on the light to learn my html tags without waking up Jim, who needs his sleep. And Zoe the dog, who doesn’t. And who has taken over my side of the bed.
Remember that this was written at least 50 years before the TSA was invented. Homeland Security was a given and we didn’t strand folks in flooded hospitals and homes.
That said, I’ve had many magnificent meals in the Empire State. My mother and Aunts, plus later on restaurants who made Buffalo famous for chicken wings and beef on ‘weck. Check out the song. Wish I could send it to you. There was a restaurant in Binghamton NY (leather shoe factory land) that served Sauerbraten and red cabbage. When I look up recipes for sauerbraten it always starts with “marinate for four days…” and I can never wait that long. Right now I’m looking for a quality German place in Texas.
Enjoy your weekend! We’re sleeping in and probably doing lunch and a movie tomorrow but I’m informed I must test-drive cars. Dee
Categories: Editorial
Tagged: Frank