Wednesday Biting Irish: Corned Beef
Mac’s out of town, in DC on business, and I’m going to be joining him on Friday for some weekend fun with family and friends, but until then, in order to fill the gaping hole in my life, I’m posting not one but TWO Wednesday Bites. ;)
Also, our lives are really saturated with good food… and really, one food focused post a week is just not enough.
So here we go:
Yesterday was St. Patty’s day, which means green beer, a green river, and that tastiest of Irish delicacies, corned beef. Once again this year, Mac has undertaken the feat of cooking a giant, fatty slab of meat, and for some reason, we decided to photo document it. Yep, that’s right… twenty full color pictures of a big slab of raw meat… in a poorly lit kitchen to boot. Perhaps we let our anticipation and general excitement about the day get in the way of our judgement about foods that do and do not make for good photo documentary subjects… but in the spirit of the day, and of food that tastes better than it looks, we’re posting it anyway. Vegetarians and vegans, beware…
Yep, that’s a big hunk o’ meat. It was, of course, totally delicious. Totally. Can’t wait til next year.
Also, as a complete aside, the boys are intensely weirded out by Mac being gone. Rohn hasn’t been more than an inch and a half from my side all day, and Amarok has been lying alone in the dark in the bedroom for hours now, like there’s nothing worth living for anymore, except fish flakes, he did come out for fish flakes… sheesh, good thing we don’t let the boys write for Wednesday Bites…
ah! the blogging photo gallery gods seem to be refusing to put the pictures in any sort of order… so it is. you’ll just have to piece it together in your heads, kind of like a well seasoned, meaty puzzle.
Looks great. Send me some quick! Mac will probably remember the wonderful corned beef and cabbage cooked annually by Jim Flood, organist/choir director at our church in Niagara Falls. Haven’t had any good corned beef since. It’s more than I usually undertake in my cooking. Don’t tell anybody, but I settle for canned corned beef. Blush. Hide my face.
Although i’m not a fan of beef of any type, i am fully impressed by the blurred speed of mac’s hands while chopping the carrots. He could be a ninja