Monday, August 18, 2008

Chapter 1: In Which I Begin To Follow A Recipe

That's right. After blogging last month about my apparent inability to choose a recipe and follow it, more or less as written, I have just finely chopped one cup (!!) of shallots for a seafood risotto recipe. My brother- and sister-in-law just had a baby last week. Yesterday my M-I-L and I made a big pan of enchiladas and she took it to them last night. Their request, however, was for seafood risotto. Not being a huge rice fan (I used to be more of one, but having a non-rice-loving Husband has put a damper on what rice love I had), I've only made risotto once before and that was a long time ago. So, I needed a recipe.

I found one on Epicurious. It was from an RSVP column and of the 76 people who reviewed the recipe, 93% said they'd make it again. Now, of course, almost all of them tweaked it in one way or another, and I MIGHT give one or two very, very small tweaks based on the reviews, but mostly, I'm going to actually follow it as written.

My next step is to peel and devein my shrimp. I want the seafood to all be a similar size, so I might also cut the bay scallops in half to match my "rough chop" of the shrimp.

Oh. And I think I've decided on Desertville as my new location-name. We are really, truly in the middle of the desert now, with few other distinguishing characteristics. I considered Noneighborville, but it looks awkward and I didn't want to keep typing it for the next couple years. It would also be accurate, though. We can't see our nearest neighbor; not by a long shot. And, as far as I know, we only have one part-time person who anyone would really consider a neighbor at all. Some of Husband's work colleagues are probably the closest full-time residents to us and they're five or six miles up the road.

I'd love to make it Dessertville, but Husband is more of a savory-food person. It might make him feel left out. Much like the name "Bitches' Ditches" was ruled out as the name of my family's short-term farm many years ago; my mom felt that it ignored my father's contribution.

2 comments:

  1. I am glad there is a -ville again!

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  2. If you ever move to Dessertville I'm totally coming over. Just so you know.

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