One of the greatest things about eating with a guy is remembering how to eat like a guy. Carbsternation goes quiveringly and quickly out the nearest window and it's all big serves and soupy mouthfuls and sopping it all up with bread afterwards. Sweet respite! If you pay attention to the things I write, and let's face it, who does? You'll know the man is batty about bolognaise, and he makes a damn mean one. This is a gluten free version he put together, gluten free pasta isn't quite as texture perfect at the real deal, but some concessions to digestion are a bit of a must for me. This dish, Spaghetti Boyonaise, is pure Italian-French-Kiss! Dan slowly browned a couple of onions in some heady olive oil with a little pepper, adding beef mince and a bay leaf to some canned tomatoes, it was all allowed to brown a little before being dutifully doused in some beef stock. On a low, low heat the stock is allowed to reduce over 2 hours, and the final meaty, tomato SpicedSauceBroth does a bit of a mama mia all over your taste buds. It rains CreamySharp parmesan and roughly chopped parsley all over your bowl, and then it simply becomes an offer you can't refuse. So good! Warm and peppery with the deepest, gentlest beef taste. I had an awful time deciding whether this, or the next contestant, was my perfect match...
I am going to christen thee Noah's Ark Soup. I can't convey the taste in pictures, but Jesus, Joseph and Mary!!! This is the best soup I have had in years, I can't think of another one I have enjoyed nearly as much. Why Noah's? Well it's simple, in some warmed olive oil and a tipsy knob or two of organic butter, they came to Dan two by two by two. 2 roughly chopped carrots and 2 parboiled potatoes added to 2 brown onions, lots of pepper and sea salt. The secret? Dan used the remnants of a roast chicken from the night before to make his own stultifying stock. He reduced it over and over again for hours, the chicken bones with half an onion and some vegetabley bits and pieces, and a bay leaf to boot (bay leaves are the Paris Hilton of the seasoning-spice world, you just add them into the mix for good measure even though you've never really quite sure what they do). The stock was unbelievable, it absolutely haunted to luscious DeepFlavourOblivion all of the onion, carrot and potato. The butter sang out in a gentle warm creaminess and the softness of the potato mixed with the slightly more solid carrot made it so gentle and dreamy to sip and bite into. A flash of serial-killer-slashed basil, loads of cracked pepper and some grated parmesan...Holy Shit. Satisfying, warming, light, dancing, SweetDeepRich chicken infused insanity. I'm talking, Push it into your mouth salt n pepa Soup Shoop. What a man, what a man, what a man, what a mighty good man (I try and get all my singing done on this blog, cause no one lets me do it in real life).
That was the little bowl of gluten free lazy mac and cheese with loads of pepper, salt, flaked parmesan and lashings of olive oil and a little organic butter. The texture of this oily, buttered pasta with only the salt and pepper and cheese to distract you is absolute heaven. You have slightly oily lips after eating a dish like this, it's one of my favourite foodie post mortems to sit there and reminisce about the slippery, wonderfully plain texture. So scrumptious. That's more pasta that I have eaten in 2 days than I have probably had this last year. But thank Dan for that.
A beautiful crunchy, flamed fresh sourdough baguette with smearings of butter was the perfect accomplice on most of these foodie joy rides. It was dipped into soup, eaten with cheese, used to mop up the remnants of the bolognaise. I hope no starving children have the internet, it'd be too cruel, eh.
Ruby Red Grapefruit Token Blog Shot. Very sweet and luscious cells of scarlet grapefruited SweetTartness. They're definitely good to go if you see them in store. They're a great brekkie for when you've been eating as per above and not moving further than the distance between any good kitchen and a couch.
And the man behind the magic: He always tells me I am lucky to have him as a boyfriend, and with kitchen Macguyver Moves like that and endless hugs, who am I to disagree? The Sufi poet Rumi said love is to 'fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life, Finally, to take a step without feet'. I have no idea what that last bit means, but it sounds like it involves getting up from the couch?