Notice that the top quart takes almost half the jug. There is a lot of jug taken up by that handle.
Of course, you still shouldn't put the jug back in the fridge with less than a juice glass at the bottom, you animal.
Once in a while, I come across something wonderful. Often it's a great meal with my wife. This is my place to share.
Notice that the top quart takes almost half the jug. There is a lot of jug taken up by that handle.
Of course, you still shouldn't put the jug back in the fridge with less than a juice glass at the bottom, you animal.
Just a quick blog post to share how much I enjoyed Little Ripper from Treehouse. Unusual beer from Treehouse, Little Ripper is a pale ale coming in a 5.2% abv. It lacks the sweet, fruitiness of most of their doubles and triples, but still has the rich hops profile I anticipate from them with a mix of east coast fruit and west coast pine flavors. An excellent, lighter choice. So good.
Next up, we made two fried eggs. We did them in olive oil thinking that butter might overwhelm the flavor of the eggs. We served them over a single piece of toast cut up to fit them. Boy, these were good; richer and more flavorful than a chicken egg. They were easily worth the effort of this simple preparation. Oh, and so cute.
Finally, we made shredded potato bird nests. You can see in the picture that we used mini-cupcake tins for the quail egg nests and regular cupcake tins for a chicken egg comparison. (So, you might say we had four breakfasts this morning, but who's counting.) What you probably can't tell from the picture is that we shredded the quail egg nests using the fine shredder. We wouldn't bother with this in the future, it made no difference to the final texture or taste. These were also quite good, and indeed, tasted better than the chicken egg versions.Next stop, the emu egg.
Our first course was the duck and the halibut. The halibut was clearly not Gail's thing with both raw-ish fish and roe, but it was outstanding for me. It set a tone that we would be enjoying not just good flavors, but excellent textures with each tiny egg bursting with light saltiness. The duck was also quite tasty and topped with a treat of small cracklins of duck skin.
Between the courses, the sous-chef brought over some roasted peppers. He warned us that they were usually mild, but once in a while one would have a little heat. We didn't notice any heat. Look how perfectly seared they were.
Before dessert, the chef brought over a small snack plate with a young manchego cheese, roasted pecans and some unusual grapes and offered us some coffee. Gail thought even the decaf coffee was remarkably good. The standouts with dessert were the fresh figs and the apple mille feuille, which tasted like the yummy goo along the edges of an apple pie.

