well... they just don't exist really do they? At least, not with any consistency. We were luckier with our BBQ weather this year than we were with the last two... but it wasn't anything to write home about. Now, on the final day of August, cookout season seems to have abandoned us completely, leaving us Island dwellers in our familiar cocoon of damp and dim. Thanks mother nature! You rawk!
If you're like me and you really missed the whole grilling season, I have been advised that there is a new (tho probably expensive) line of cookwear that can give you that searing sensation without fear of rain. Excellent. Sent to me from the
Tasting Table daily email, it can be found here:
"new cookware has all your problems solved"In the spirit of grilling, I'll leave you with one of my favorite recipes:
Grilled Spicy Ginger Lime Pork Tenderloin, or as the locals over here call it, Pork Steak - that can be found on my other blog, complete with a music mix to cook your din dins with- just scroll down past the music to find the food:
http://loveactionluvs.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-mixtape-8-time-of-season.htmlSoon I'll also post one of my other favorite recipes... which is also often cooked over the coals. It's my mom's most awesome
Shrimp Pierre. Ok, better go before I drool over the keyboard here.
Below it's getting a satisifed "liked it" vote - it'd be higher if I was able to cook these things outdoors!
At the start of week two in the Southwest we left Red Mesa - all covered in a thick layer of fluffy snow, past Teec Nos Pos and their cool Post Office and Trading Post (where I did end up picking up a 5lb sack of Bluebird Flour) and headed North towards Colorado.
I loved driving past the small cowboy towns and bizarre looking mountains jutting through the snow. We ended up in Durango to pick my brother up at the airport. His flight was nearly six hours delayed so we spent a lot of time in the cute mountain town with their "Polar Express" train and river walks and enormous horse ranches and Bald Eagles hovering over the river. We enjoyed an amazing lunch at the Serious Texas BBQ and had tasty coffee in the local cozy shop.
Finally, after hours of delay and panic that he might be removed from the plane (some people were... two days before Christmas... nice one US Airways) my brother arrived at Durango Airport and we were on our way to the even cuter and cozier mining town of Telluride.
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