{"id":8261,"date":"2011-03-23T00:01:56","date_gmt":"2011-03-23T04:01:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/?p=8261"},"modified":"2011-03-22T21:37:19","modified_gmt":"2011-03-23T01:37:19","slug":"revisiting-the-culinary-canon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/2011\/03\/23\/revisiting-the-culinary-canon\/","title":{"rendered":"Revisiting The Culinary Canon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday, I made the kind of hamburgers that, upon tasting them, made a happy wet spot in the front of my trousers. It was as if I had shaved flesh from the thigh of a chubby angel and gently seared it on my Weber grill. That told me, &#8220;Okay. Nailed it. You have your hamburger recipe. It&#8217;s time to move on.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Couple weeks back, I said to you crazy kids, &#8220;<a title=\"Food Me, Seymour\" href=\"http:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/2011\/03\/09\/food-me\/\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><strong>food me<\/strong><\/span><\/a>.&#8221; (That is not meant to sound salacious, in a <em>R-rated movie on FX or AMC where they replaced all instances of the word &#8216;fuck&#8217; with &#8216;food,&#8217; as in, &#8216;Yippie-Kay-Ay, Motherfooder<\/em> way.) I said, with my family growing by one here in the next few months, it&#8217;s going to be important to have a bunch of recipes nailed down to my preferences rather than be some kind of home cook gourmet dilettante prancing around the kitchen with a bottle of liquid nitrogen and a mortician&#8217;s rubber apron. Though, to be clear, I look fucking hot in a rubber apron.<\/p>\n<p>I said, &#8220;Hey, I need to figure out this family&#8217;s culinary canon.&#8221; Just as everyone has family recipes &#8212; &#8220;This is Grammaw&#8217;s Barbecue Tree Grub Salsa! With picante horse scrotum!&#8221; &#8212; I too want to start getting down the so-called ultimate versions of certain recipes for here in Der Wendighaus before the heir <em>to<\/em> Der Wendighaus shows up and pitches a spanner into the gears.<\/p>\n<p>You folks leapt to the fore.<\/p>\n<p>You threw a <em>major mega-awesome heapful<\/em> of recipes into the pot.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"A Wealth Of Awesome Recipes For Your Mouth Holes\" href=\"http:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/2011\/03\/09\/food-me\/#comments\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><strong>You can find those magnificent recipes here<\/strong><\/span><\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>But no, I&#8217;m not done.<\/p>\n<p>I still need more. <em>More. <\/em>MOAR.<\/p>\n<p>(Hey, sorry. I&#8217;m needy. Deal with it.)<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s the deal, then. I&#8217;ve nailed down a bunch of recipes now that I&#8217;m pretty comfortable with. I&#8217;ve got burgers down. I&#8217;m good with mac and cheese, papaya salad, prime rib, chili, sloppy Joes. I can make eggs that&#8217;ll jump up off the plate and kick your teeth in. I&#8217;ve got a canon forming.<\/p>\n<p>But, as noted, I need more.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m looking to nail down recipes for the following (in no particular order):<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Meatloaf.<\/li>\n<li>Fried chicken.<\/li>\n<li>Beef stew.<\/li>\n<li>Mashed potatoes.<\/li>\n<li>Potato salad.<\/li>\n<li>Spaghetti sauce.<\/li>\n<li>Chicken and dumplings.<\/li>\n<li>Chocolate chip cookies.<\/li>\n<li>Chicken noodle soup.<\/li>\n<li>Brownies.<\/li>\n<li>Pierogies.<\/li>\n<li>Korma (chicken, lamb, whatever).<\/li>\n<li>Thai curry (red, yellow, green, whatever).<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>I&#8217;m not necessarily asking for recipes. Should you have a recipe for one or several of these that you care to share, suh-<em>weet<\/em>. Feel free to drop into comments, point me to a link, or even write it to me via email. But what I&#8217;m also looking for is just&#8230; any little tidbits of information you have about these dishes that you feel is critical. An ingredient, maybe &#8212; &#8220;I thicken my mashed potatoes with an eyedropper full of <em>milk from a witch&#8217;s nipple<\/em>.&#8221; A technique, perhaps. &#8220;I bake my brownies in a used jockstrap to give them that humid, swampy stink of a football player&#8217;s salty nether-quarters. Can you say <em>Umami<\/em>?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>See, you gotta understand, I&#8217;m not trying to make my mother&#8217;s recipes. I&#8217;m not trying to make <em>your<\/em> recipes. I&#8217;m trying to make <em>my <\/em>recipes. I grab from here, I steal from there, and I experiment until I get the recipe I want. Then, I laser-engrave it into my brain. With an actual laser. It hurts a lot. I think I damaged my cerebral cortex. Whenever the dishwasher kicks on, I pee myself and do a little dance. Damn lasers.<\/p>\n<p>Oh! If you want that burger recipe, it&#8217;s taken mostly from the Weber grill app. It&#8217;s pretty easy:<\/p>\n<p>Pound and a half of 80\/20 ground beef. Mix in a li&#8217;l dollop of ketchup, mustard, Worchestershire sauce, Frank&#8217;s hot sauce. Mix in a dash of salt, pepper, oregano, chili powder, thyme. Form into patties. Divot with a spoon. Cook on the grill for four minutes per side, toward the very end, pile on top a little cairn of grated Gouda cheese, let melt with the grill closed. Made the juiciest, most flavorful burger I&#8217;ve ever made.<\/p>\n<p>It is the bee&#8217;s tits, that burger.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway.<\/p>\n<p>If you add anything into the culinary canon of the Wendighaus cookbook, whether it&#8217;s a recipe, an ingredient, a tip, a trick, a marriage proposal, a hate-filled rant, or a doodle of a pair of boobies, I&#8217;ll take it and offer a quivering Jell-O mold of gratitude.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here&#8217;s the deal, then. I&#8217;ve nailed down a bunch of recipes now that I&#8217;m pretty comfortable with. I&#8217;ve got burgers down. I&#8217;m good with mac and cheese, papaya salad, prime rib, chili, sloppy Joes. I can make eggs that&#8217;ll jump up off the plate and kick your teeth in. 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