Mrs. RW prepping her homemade Swedish meatballs for tomorrow’s meal. Don’t ask me, as neither one of us is remotely related to anybody North of the 60th parallel.
Mrs. RW prepping her homemade Swedish meatballs for tomorrow’s meal. Don’t ask me, as neither one of us is remotely related to anybody North of the 60th parallel.
rw saunders
hey, how lucky can one man get.
The bread is ready...babka wreath in production...stay tuned.
rw saunders
hey, how lucky can one man get.
rw saunders
hey, how lucky can one man get.
Had a brisket in my smoker since 3am. Resting right now while the point is being turned into burnt ends. Another hour or so until we eat but it looks great.
First time doing a whole brisket so I’m pleased.
Dependable things:
Bears shit in the woods
Fat babies fart
The Pope is a Catholic
RW’s Christmas spread is fantastic.
I have become accustomed to your holiday pics and you have not disappointed. Please god, tell me that cinnamon “thing” tastes as good as it looks!
Thanks RW, made my morning.
Mike
Mike Noble
Mike...chocolate babka...tastes like a chocolate croissant and it’s almost gone. I will post the recipe and progress shots as the Chocilate Babka thread, as it’s pretty cut and dry but man, the ingredients aren’t in the Weight Watchers’ guidebook. Truly made for us cyclists to consume...with a double shot of espresso. When I make it again, I will make two smaller wreaths as opposed to one large wreath and do a little better on the braiding...I was nervous. Your grandkids will enjoy for sure.
Last edited by rwsaunders; 12-26-2020 at 11:12 AM.
rw saunders
hey, how lucky can one man get.
Looking good RW.
My wife is English so her Christmas time food lineup is as sacrosanct as our thanksgiving albeit spread over multiple days.
Christmas Eve pie (pork mince)
Rib of beef,Yorkshire pudding, sprouts, hedgehog potatoes etc.
cranberry orange tart.
And between stockings and opening presents there is smoked salmon on brown bread and champagne.
my name is Matt
We actually bought a Christmas pudding made in England (my wife and I consume a lot of stuff from Britain, both literally and figuratively, including quite a bit from the Beeb), but we failed to set it alight. That was a disappointment, especially as the Armagnac we used basically just soaked the bottom of the damn thing. Now we'll have to study just how Mary Berry got hers to go aflame.
Also made osso buco with risotto. Problem is that the meat veered so much toward the "falling-off-the-bones" tender end of the spectrum that it was difficult to place a photogenic piece of shank on the rice (oh well, another first world problem for which we should be thankful). Washed all that down with tripel ale from Le Trappe and some Amarone. We could certainly improve the presentation aspect of it all, but having said that, it was still preferable to the osso buco we had at an Italian restaurant in Amsterdam last year, where the meat was still so tough that I had to use a steak knife.
Haven't eaten since last night (some 17 hours later), and I still don't feel that hungry. Going to burn off some kilojoules on Zwift now.
My wife will also be making some mincemeat pies later, so there's that.
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