One of my favorite songs is this, and it turns out to be written by Charlie Chaplin. I only remember it as recorded by Nat King Cole. My favorite old-time song was always Bye, Bye Blackbird.
Yes, I watched parts of the Michael Jackson memorial today and Ms. Hudson just blew me away, hearing brother Jermaine singing “Smile” was beautiful.
But this is about food, and I’m not about to cook Blackbird, though the red-winged variety are wreaking havoc with the cranes these days. The food story today was by Magic Johnson, who was asked what he wanted by Jackson’s chef. His dinner was brought along with a bucket of KFC for Michael.
Real guy? Dad? Christ-like images on screen. No doubt this homage, tastefully done, will be packaged and exploited for years. By whom, that is the question. Does KFC have a stake in this? Just kidding on that one. Dee
Categories: Editorial
Tagged: bye bye blackbird, Jackson memorial, smile
Tonight I made boneless, skinless chicken breasts and marinated them in orange and lime juices, soy sauce, chili flakes, garlic, scallions, pepper and a bit of canola oil. I cooked them indoors, instead of on the grill. I’m not giving you the marinade recipe because it wasn’t quite right. I know I’ve the internet at my command but miss having even one cookbook to peruse for personal enjoyment. Actually I do have one from my neighbor the pastry chef, but I was at 90% on the chicken breasts tonight. Better if done on the grill and skin-on. But I got a great deal at the grocery so we still have two breasts left, which I froze because Jim’s just not into chicken.
Thanks for checking in and let me know who makes your own fry sauce! Cheers, Dee
Categories: Editorial · Recipe Ideas
A claimed Utah invention, from Arctic Circle restaurant circa 1948, according to Wikipedia. We had few choices for lunch in an unfamiliar part of town this weekend, so tried a small Utah chain restaurant that looked like a diner in the back of a mall by the guitar store.
Jim got the cheeseburger, of course. I ordered a full breakfast with eggs, bacon, sausage and home fries for $6.95. They placed an opaque plastic squirt bottle of pale salmon-colored stuff between us and I asked Jim what it was. Yes, me asking Jim about a food item, must be the first time in eight years!
He piped up and told me it was fry sauce. I looked it up and it’s based on two parts mayo to one part ketchup and yes, one eats it with fries. He knows this by going out to lunch with the guys at work every day, like “taco Tuesdays” et al.
While the thought of a particular “regional eccentricity” may not appeal to me, the knowledge that they exist makes for a vibrant dining scene and local personality. After all, I grew up in the land of the hot wing, my relatives had their “smoked meat” and I was the one who flew BBQ from Austin to Western NY for July 4th a few years ago so they could taste “real” brisket, sausages and ribs.
Keep eating and cooking! And feel free to send in any regional eccentricities from your neck of the woods. Cheers! Dee
Categories: Editorial · Utah
Tagged: fry sauce, Utah oddities
