You totally wish you’d come by for dinner tonight. (Though if you’d dropped by last night, you also would have scored because I made the best veggie Bolognese ever.)
While I was talking to the guy at the fish counter, a light bulb went on over his head and he went back to cut me a couple of fresh steaks. It was incredible.
Thanks, fish guy! And please note, USDA, that’s a balanced meal.
Oh good Lord, that quinoa and asparagus looks fabu!
I shoulda had some “name the grain, win a prize” contest.
That looks delish. What kind of fish is it?
That’d be halibut, miss. We have some fresh in the back.
[...] We had the fish with the funny names – Ono and Mong Chong (which also means stupid in Korean, according to the Internet) – while the parents shared the seafood platter. The Oh No! (how can you not call it that?) came with a sweet red pepper sauce, buttermilk and artichoke mashed potatoes, and a big helping of roasted beets. I love beets. The Mong Chong was served on a pile of pine nut pilaf with something called broccolini, which is nothing more than skinny broccoli. Get over yourself, broccolini. J’s Oh No! was perfectly cooked (that is not a metaphor for anything) but my Mong Chong was a little overdone. Mong Chong is a lot like halibut, only it’s Hawaiian. Here in the NEV test kitchens, we know how to make a near perfect halibut, so I was a little disappointed that Fish Wednesday out was not as good as Fish Wednesday in. [...]