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Thank you Neighbor
It’s been a hectic two weeks with family visiting and camp schedules and alittle work and still unpacking?! and heat management, it’s been so gawd-awful HOT. I have another room or two to reveal in the next post… but today I’de like to thank yet another wonderful neighbor, Mrs. N., for leaving these beautiful blueberry and raisin bran muffins at my door. I’ve blogged about her before… Her road is not an easy one, and yet she finds time to help many others…and oh boy, can she bake 🙂
The heat has not been a friend to our fledgling garden this year. It didn’t help that we threw in the plants hastily without proper fortification of the soil… but we are reaping a small harvest and that’s better than nothing. This fall we will do what needs to be done to the soil so that next years crops will be a happier lot.
Only in New York
This came across my laptop this morning and I was instantly hungry.
Article by Megan Steintrager
New York City’s Serendipity 3 restaurant has a history of doing stunts to make the Guinness World Records. They’ve scored twice before — with the World’s Most Expensive Ice Cream Sundae and the World’s Largest Hot Chocolate — and on Friday, they did it again with the World’s Most Expensive Hot Dog, which will sell for $69.
So how do you get a hot dog to cost nearly 70 bucks? First, you start with a regular Serendipity 3 foot-long beef hot dog, which already sells for $8.50 — a little more than your average street dog in New York (and a lot tastier, I’ll admit). Then you use the tried and true pre-recession stunt of chefs around the world: Add foie gras, then add truffles, repeat as necessary until the price tag explodes. (The other surefire fancifier — caviar — would taste a little gross on a hot dog, though Serendipity 3 puts it on a burger)
To be more specific, this particular “Haute Dog” (as it’s being marketed) is grilled in white truffle oil and is served on a chewy pretzel-bread bun (sort of like a cross between a soft pretzel and a baguette) that’s toasted with white truffle butter. It’s topped with foie gras pâté with black truffles. Condiments (served on the side) include Dijon mustard with black truffles, caramelized Vidalia onions and ketchup made with heirloom tomatoes (more like a tart tomato relish).
I tasted the dog this morning (breakfast of champions), and I’ve gotta admit, it was darn tasty. My notes, after the jump.
The wiener itself was high quality and would have been great with just a little mustard. But the combo of flavors and textures — the smokey, firm yet juicy hot dog, the creamy, pungent foie gras, the earthy truffles, the chewy, salty bun, the sweet onions, the bite of mustard, and the bright, tart ketchup — played together remarkably well. My minor complaints: I found the bun a bit too salty and the occasional visible glob of truffle butter was over the top (or perhaps I should say “over the top of the top”).
The dog, which was created in honor of National Hot Dog Day (and, I presume, in order to garner just this sort of press attention), debuted for the press Friday and will be available to the general public as soon as new menus are drawn up, according to a spokesperson for the restaurant (note that the haute dog has to be ordered 24 hours in advance).
So is this stunt dog for you? Only if you love foie gras and truffles (their flavor, not just the “I’m a big roller” factor — though that’ll play a part in your decision too) and you’ve got an extra $70, plus tax and tip, burning a hole in your pocket (hey, we heard the recession was over…right?).
Would you pay $69 for this hot dog? I’m a hotdog fan and yes I know how bad they are for you…but this one sounds so good I’de almost be tempted.
Watermelon Sangria
A few years back the kids and I went to Cape May, NJ with my mother to visit an old friend of the family. One night we sat out on the balcony of our hotel overlooking the beach sipping the nectar of the Gods, I’m telling ya. Mom’s friend is one of those people who bends over backwards for the care and comfort of anyone and their brother, hospitality being her middle name. She brought us a big pitcher of this thirst quencher, knowing we had spent a long day traveling and needed a reprieve. I brought the recipe home with me.
Watermelon Sangria
1 bottle white wine – don’t use an expensive kind
3/4 cup watermelon schnapps
1/2 cup white cranberry juice
2 cups cubed or scooped watermelon
2 limes, cut into half wheels
Combine all ingredients in large glass pitcher and stir well. Cover and refrigerate for atleast four hours. Serve over ice.
The “hood”
We live in a rural neighborhood… that isn’t quite as rural as it seems. We’re a town of 6,000 and we have a main hub of retail spaces that include a Dunkin Donuts, a Subway, a few other restaurants including chinese, pizza, a family restaurant, a gourmet take-out and a bakery. There are other retail spaces including our little artisan gallery attached to a toy store… and we’ve got a gigantic True Value hardware store. And I mean gigantic…. because out here in the sticks (just 10 minutes from Route 1 along the coast)….we apparently need THAT MUCH massive power equipment , tools, pet supplies, paint, carhart clothing and bird feeders to survive the wilds.
Truth be told, the folks at True Value had another space that was more appropriately sized, and they wanted to expand some to meet their growing needs. This charming little hamlet’s town government gave them such grief they were forced to find another location up the street and rebuild unless they wanted to remain stagnant. Rebuild they did, and in GRAND central scale. Their old place sits vacant. In this economy?… well I wish them the best, they’re good people and they’ve been good to the people of this town. We need a town planner, enough said.
The street we live on has a very odd name, and it comes from a very odd circumstance that occured just behind our house on the hill you see frequently in pictures here. I have to repeat the name frequently when I’m asked for my street address because folks can’t believe someone would name our road what it is named. Despite the hideous name and it’s origin, it’s location and scenery are worth the weirdness . This Old House is one of quite a few old homesteads and our neighbors have settled along this road for much of the same reasons we have….the rural character and the old world charm from the turn of the last century. While none are fancy, the homes reflect their owners pride and appreciation for their history.
This morning our neighbors across the street brought us a beautiful wire basket full of treasures from their garden. The pickles and ratatoille are delicious and just look at those dried mushrooms and cukes.
These are the times to remember….
Barn babies
I went to the barn last night to tend to Opie’s wound…
Happy Hour
Last night the guy and I went to my favorite mexican restaurant to decompress. I needed decompressing, you see… because this week has been less than joyful due to the still-unpacking nature of things at This Old House plus the financial stress of still owning two mortgages, my back went out, the camp schedule for the manchild and my back went out, my work schedule thankfully still part time, (my back!) and the three times daily cleansing of the horses GAPING CHEST WOUND schedule.
My charming little quarter horse thought he might try on a fence post as, oh.. I don’t know… a chest piercing maybe?… and he learned it hurts alot and bleeds profusely too!!… plus there’s the gaping hole that remains, minor detail. Kinda like those holes left by the (what do you call them) … pegs? you see people wearing now and then in their ears. I’ve always wondered what happens with those holes when they get tired of wearing the big round peg things. Do they close back up or is surgery needed to repair the earlobe? Anyone know? Just wondering.
Anyway… I had my favorite things (cheese enchiladas with a big bowl of fresh quacamole and if you don’t recognize that drink, you’ve been missing out on something really good). …. in an atmosphere I just love. The buzz was a necessary evil at the end of a hectic day…. it was truly a happy hour.
Master Bath
Moving along… the master bathroom is unpacked and decorated with things from our previous house….. I’m not showing you the toilet, (it’s now stuck in that little cubby hole on the left next to the shower) because it’s just a toilet and I haven’t found the right “stuff” to put over it or on it or even near it besides the toilet paper, and that’s just tacky…SO..
Before and After – Family Room
In truth there is no “before” because this is the Chester House frame and I have no idea what it looked like before. We only got to know it dismantled in a trailer. But I can show you start to finish… and so here we go…
Chester house as Jeff’s crew reassembles it attached to This Old House….