Well now I have pink plates it seems somewhat rude not to use them and I harked back to a conversation with D as to what would look best on the aforementioned pink plates. I remember we considered salmon, rosy pink Parma ham or red mullet contrasted with some verdant green of cucumber or mâche (lamb's lettuce) and I'm fairly sure we started dreaming up all sort of pink desserts. The thought of an unctuous slice of ever so dark chocolate tart with a little raspberry couli and a few fresh raspberries was mooted also. Though saying that, I think D is worried that if I claim that she was partook in these conversations people may doubt her sanity so to protect the innocent she was only privvy to my rose-tinted random meanderings, I am sure she wouldn't indulge in such bizarre ponderings of her own volition, she's just way too sensible for that! I can't remember if we (sorry I mean I) considered rare steak but when I thought I'd eke out a little steak fillet by making a very rare beef and mâchesalad garnished with some of the finest pesto and shavings of Parmesan and drizzled with the increasingly unfashionable Balsamic vinegar, I thought it might be finished off nicely by serving it on a pink plate.
And I'm not sure whether it improved the flavour but this was a very tasty and effortless salad and gave me a rosy glow so I think, power to the pink!
Update: M wants it to be known that she feels only desserts could possibly work on a pink plate, and everything else is just wrong! I just think she's jealous of my pink plates and I bet next time she hanging around the crockery department in M&S (well, we like to keep the fetish in the family!) she will be checking them out!
EATS, COOKS & BLOGS
The random ramblings of a self confessed foodie diva gathering all tasty morsels of food related trivia and regurgitating them for your delectation.
Less of a weblog more of a grublog!
Bon appetit!
"Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you what you are"
"Ask not what you can do for your country, Ask what's for lunch" - Orson Welles
"When you feast, devour it all" - Tolstoy
Food, like a loving touch or a glimpse of divine power, has that ability to comfort.
Enchant, stay beautiful and graceful, but do this, eat well. Bring the same consideration to the preparation of your food as you devote to your appearance. Let your dinner be a poem, like your dress.
I wish you a merry Christmas, I wish you a merry Christmas, I wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well
Cooking is like love, it should be entered into with abandon or not at all
Here's to another year of eating fabulously!
They dined on mince, and slices of quince, which they ate with a runcible spoon
Bear in mind that you should conduct yourself in life as at a feast
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat
'tis the season to be jolly, tra la la la la... la la la la
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose...
Dine we must and we may as well dine elegantly as well as wholesomely
Full of mellow fruitfulness
Melting in your mouth and not in your hand!
Eating the Big Apple, one bite at a time
(Not always about mash!)
It's tasty, tasty very very tasty! It's very tasty!
1 comment:
YUM!
DDx
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