Old Places, New Friends... (Short Ribs in Red Wine & Port)
There are times when I feel like I am seeing the world for the first time. Or that I am just missing everything that is sitting under my nose. Can't see the forest through the trees and all that...
Like these for example... Short ribs. Bone in. Nine pounds... Not a simple find - or at least I couldn't find them simply. But my quest finally took me to what should have been the most obvious place. Where I should have started. The meat counter at the grocer. I told him what I want. He went into the back and pulled out a slab of beef and asked me how many I wanted and how I wanted them cut. Ten minutes later, I was walking out of the store in a state of wonder. Who knew???
I got what I wanted. When I wanted it. Within the time needed. And with friendly service. Just like that. And then I started wondering why I was so surprised to get service at an establishment whose purpose is to provide service? Just sayin'
My second ah-ha moment came a few minutes later when I was looking for turtle beans and some other non-standard food items. I was bemoaning the fact that I would have to drive a half hour to get to the nearest natural foods store when The Runner Girl in all of her 16-year old wisdom said "you can get that stuff at XYZ store". I looked at her. Mouth dropped open. "How do you know that?" "We used to get my mouthpieces here for clarinet." "Huh?" (I wasn't quite sure what the relationship was between clarinets and turtle beans, but I rolled with it.) Now I have driven by this store probably ten times a week for most of my adult life. Did I have a clue? (Rhetorical question). When I went in and saw all they had to offer, I was as giddy as a kid in the candy store. And kicking myself for not figuring it all out sooner. D'oh.
A week later, I am still befuddled by it all. I know I should be talking about the ribs and the preparation and all of that. But the thing that excited me the most about this week's FFwD process was finding someplace that I can get custom cuts of beef and a local store where I can buy my quinoa flakes, turtle beans & teff.
I know I made beef short ribs. And cooked them in lots of wine (I DO know how conjure up a good bottle of wine. HMMMM). For a very long time. And served them up with some cauliflower gratin (which was REALLY good). Maybe when I am less of a neophyte, I can make the ribs again - all sophisticated like. And speak eloquently about them. But for now, I am content to hug my package of amaranth and let it know how grateful I was to have found it within a ten mile radius at a price where I did not have to take out a second mortgage to obtain it. Yeah. It's like that.