OOH! She cooks! I forgot!!!
Keep driving, Osso! Tulsa's just a day or two more!
She cooked the single worst osso buco in the history of world wide efforts. Buzz saws wouldn't have helped.
But we had fun. I think.
BumbleBeeBoogie wrote: Lash wrote:
(But damn, why would anyone want me to cook with osso in the house?)
Lash, you won't be surprised to learn that the first dinner Osso cooked for Dys, Diane and me was osso bucco.
I saw her recipe. Mouthwatering. I am already holding my fork, which is no small feat, as I hitch the Cock-a-poo back to the wagon.
I don't know what I did, Lash, but I killed it dead dead dead.
There was something about high altitude. Perhaps a high cook from red wine after an infinite wait for shoeleather delight.
I have some learnin' to do.
Was the red wine affecting the meat...or the chef?
<I teased again>
I bet it was really wonderful. You probably have incredibly high standards.
Apparently the chef lost her critical faculty for acheiving braising tenderness... That, or the meat went from uncooked innersole to to very cooked tiretread without passing palatable. Ahem. Could we talk about something else than my massacre of what could be considered a signature dish?
New Mexico is wonderful.
I wish you a save and pleasant trip.
Lordy Osso, when be you leaving?
With luck, the 21st.
I suppose I could catch part of the time on the 15day weathercast. Just to set up my nerves in frazzle formation..
Good luck Osso!!!!
You'll be there in time for xmas! Hey, I moved to NM in december as well.
Maybe not, it might easily be six days, especially if I hit exciting weather (oh, flooding on 101, just north of SF, for example, or closure at Confusion Hill, up in the forest, or, or.
Hey, I am mostly used to this. The tension is that I still amf/king packing, repacking to save money. In the effort to mail books I went and purchased new boxes, so called "small". It turns out one is supposed to patch over any printing that isn't USPS on these boxes. (none available, of course, at postoffice). I tried that, took ten minutes to get an essentially royal blue box and decided I'd have to give up and wrap them. Went ahead and filled it full of tomes. Couldn't lift, or barely. Grrrrrr. Went out and got 12 12 12 cubes. Those are good, and I can tolerate, again barely, wrapping them in brown paper. In the meantime this is making me less fond of, say, the 1929 italian gardens, by so and so. Still, I shoulder on.
Tonight is the truck parade that goes by my house. Pacco tends to go quite berserko during the two hour long tooting of jingle bells by logging trucks.
I guess I'll put on some more of Francesco de Gregori's Rimmel, full blast.
cool news, hope all works out well for you
I think it's so exciting, osso. I'm happy for you.
It seems like an adventure. Do you think you'll take pictures of the trip? I'd love to see some, if you do.
Thx, dj. Yes, I'll take photos but won't post them for a while.
All the best osso, and I hope NM will bring all the
pleasant changes you're looking for.
It is a huge undertaking to move to another state
and leave everything behind (I've done it) and at the
beginning it won't be easy, but you have got a lot of
determination and guts. You'll do just fine. New Mexico
will love you!