February First Thursday: Romance my ass. No really, woo it.

This month was all about romantic cliches. Yes, I made a grilled cheese sandwich, but I think I acquitted myself admirably with the post itself. Your entries below the jump – nice job, everyone! – plus some EXCITING NEWS about the future of TNS-related food events.

Ever-dependable participant Robin from A Little Greener Every Day – JERSEY REPRESENTIN’* – boozes it up with bread pudding and whiskey sauce. She admits it’s perhaps not the most romantic, but she did let her SO choose the recipe, so that’s something. Plus, you know, booze. Unfortunately, she was less than thrilled with the results from the recipe she got from The Best of New Orleans: The Cookbook. But the whiskey sauce? There is little it will not improve. *If there is anyone else here from Jersey whom I have failed to adequately represent, please let me know. _____________________________________________________________
From non-bloggger but frequent commenter TSQ75 who, after I decided to call her “Mr. Roboto,” outed herself as a real human named Vera come these yummy looking waffles from The America’s Test Kitchen Family Cookbook. Check out her flickr photostream. How are waffles romantic? If you don’t already know, I’ll let Vera tell you: “This was a last minute choice after my husband informed me he would not be eating white chocolate mousse. I’m calling this “Sorry about last night Waffles.” Because hey, it happens.” True dat, yo. _____________________________________________________________
Jesse of I tell you what… is the first to go the obvious route: chocolate, with Mrs. Rombauer’s Brownies Cockaigne, despite her self-proclaimed lack of baking experience (experience or not, you can’t go wrong with the Joy of Cooking. Well, I can because I actually don’t like it very much, but I’m not most people). Which, that is a damn long name for brownies, and what the hell is “cockainge”? But who cares because again, brownies. Sadly, no pictures. So imagine brownies. Now stop, because you could potentially get stuck thinking about brownies for a long time. Brooooownies. Brownies gooooood. See? Like that. Cut it out. _____________________________________________________________
Effort to Deliciousness returns with her own take on romantic cliches with a comforting aphrodisiac (does that even make sense?): oyster chowder from the New York Times Cookbook. While I am a little sad that she shied away from Les Dames d’Escoffier‘s oyster bisque and its 3 cups of heavy cream – what better excuse for three cups of heavy cream than a romantic dinner? – that’s some damn yummy looking soup. Also: Yes, the Powers that Be TOTALLY know if you haven’t actually cooked on Thursday, but we are benevolent despots. _____________________________________________________________
Now we’re cooking with gas, and by gas I mean romantic cliches: mocha-chocolate fondue from the creatively named Book of Fondues over at Live::Love::Laugh::Eat!. It’s chocolate. You dip things in it, things like yummy fruit and cake and brownies and more importantly cake. It’s got booze. It almost makes me want to actually celebrate Valentine’s Day. Or just start eating fondue on a regular basis, which is far more likely.
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The prolific foodies at [eatingclub] vancouver* also hauled out the The America’s Test Kitchen Family Cookbook for some chicken marsala. The chicken in question was the ubiquitous breast giving them ample opportunity for mammary-related humor, an opportunity they grabbed and ran with with great gusto. They say they picked the recipe because it was a romantic date-at-home kinda meal, but I’m pretty sure it was just for the boob factor. *Would you mind terribly changing the name of your blog? Because I always have to type it seventeen times before I remember where the brackets go.
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A late-breaker!  Thanks to the beauty of email, I never got (or accidentally deleted, but I’m sure it just got clogged in the internet’s labyrinth of tubes) Dark Side of the Fridge‘s boeuf bourguignon with nauseating adorable heart-shaped croutons.  Apparently, it’s one of David Rosengarten “top choices for a Valentines’ Day meal.”

Aside from all the great pix (PURPLE BEEF, people) she asks the question – which I have to assume is rhetorical, or HAVE YOU PEOPLE LEARNED NOTHING “What is up with the French and their obsession with butter?”  Which could just as easily have been re-phrased as “What’s up with the French and their food that tastes so good?”

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Another late breaker! Now I blame my email forwarding for sure, not to mention names {cough] Bluehost [cough].*  My Little Marshmallow also went the chocolate route, allowing her sweetie to pick whatever he wanted from I Want Chocolate! (Mine would have been all like, “Is there a chapter on beer? I want beer.”)  He picked Triple Chocolate Brownie Crunch, with sounds pretty damn chocolaty to me.

The unfortunately verdict, with which I will leave you: “It doesn’t look particularly appetizing, does it? Appearances can be deceiving, but this one wasn’t.”

*Seriously, they fucking suck.

Great job, participants!

SO: Here’s the scoop. I like the events, I think they’re interesting, I like to see what everyone comes up with. But I know that most of you are into your own food, not cookbooks. So we’re changing up the star event here: we’re retiring First Thursdays, and inaugurating Cheap Ass Mondays, ’cause we could all use a little creativity on a budget. More details to come in tomorrow’s Cheap Ass Monday post.

ONE YEAR AGO: Petoncles a l’anchois avec du pieds. Victoire!

0 thoughts on “February First Thursday: Romance my ass. No really, woo it.

  1. These all look marvelous. And now I’m hungry.

    And I am totally bummed that you didn’t include mine – my email must not have gone through. Especially after last month when I was all on board with First Thursdays and all. . . I really don’t suck that much.

    So if I may (and I guess you’ll just delete my comment if I may not!), here’s a link to our Boeuf à la Bourguignonne with Heart-Shaped Croutons.

    http://darksideofthefridge.wordpress.com/2009/02/05/every-day-is-valentines-day/

  2. I just came from the World Nutella Day roundup (www.worldnutelladay.com) and now this. I think I did that backwards, but I always did like to eat my desserts first!

    Looking forward to open Cheap-Ass Mondays. I may even enter this time….
    Brava Michelle!

  3. toylady, i’ll make sure yours gets up today – i think it’s my fault, victim of a mass deletion of spam in my inbox because my spam filter sucks because my cpanel sucks that i accidentally highlighted. not that i hate my host or anything. anyway, it’ll be there!

  4. Sunday Supper ended up making up for it when I devised Calamari Puttanesca…I mean come on, calamari…in Whore sauce? ah yeah.

    yeah that just was my excuse to tell someone who might actually care other than Facebook that i came up with something yummy…lol

  5. Meh – no big deal. My email has been a little . . . wonky lately too.

    Thanks, though, and I am looking forward to Cheap Ass Mondays, though it might be a lot like Cheap Ass Every Day Anyway.

  6. like toylady, i sent mine on time as well, but i checked out my sent mail just to make sure. yep i sent it, but i forgot to include all my vital info…such as, “i’m such a dork, i can’t even send a simple email.” perhaps i’m more of a cheap-ass monday kinda guy rather than a thursday night smackdown kinda guy?

  7. people who don’t see their submissions here, it’s not you, it’s me. several people’s emails never got to me, for which i blame Bluehost’s email. if you resend or leave a link in the comments, it’ll get it up.

    finally, the month that more than 3 people participate, and i don’t get half the email. [shaking fist at heavens]

  8. Pingback: thursday night smackdown » Called Out: An apology in four parts.

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