Which I guess literally translates into “There are no worries here about food that costs $15/oz. and smells like cat food.” I can’t help it, whenever I read something that is two words of three syllables, both with the emphasis on the penult, I have to say them to the tune of “Hakuna Matata.” Which leads to me dancing around the kitchen in my underwear with my dog singing “it’s NEL-lie the POOD-le.”
I’ll give you all a moment to wash that image from your brain. Think of a sunset or some crap like that.
Done? Better now? Good.
The post which “inspired” this rantlet is “Bottarga Spaghetti,” from the lovely and talented Claudia over at Cook-Eat-Fret.
Admit it. You’re humming “botTARga spaGHETti” even as you’re reading this. Sorry.
Anyhoo, you need to be reading what this woman is eating. Her love of good ingredients combined with her commonsense approach to simple meals makes her a go-to blog when RUABelle and I are looking for food inspiration. Her turn of a phrase and excellent photographic composition of her meal beauty shots make Cook-Eat-Fret something akin to high class food porn. Like Giada De Laurentiis meets Henry James. It’s good stuff.
This particular post tells the story of our blind date food threesome experience. I won’t spoil the surprise, but I will let you know that we all ended up fat and happy and glad that we’d met. There was no happy ending, though.
At least, not yet.
It seems that one of the advantages of living with someone with food allergies means I’ll never spend a hundred bucks on dried tuna eggs coated in wax. Alas, poor me. Or maybe it’s richer me since I’m not dropping the C-note on tuna caviar.
The good news is that it was only $75.00 and I split it AND got a good Italian meal out of it for RUABelle and myself. Plus I got to make a new friend.
I figure that’s a hell of a lot better than blowing $40 at Amerigos or (shudder) Olive Garden.
But your point is well taken. It was some pretty pricey cat food.
jim - i think you missed the point. and i think that if you have to ask, you might’nt understand… if cooking and food is a passion - and i forgo a meal out or a manicure or a show at the ryman or a new holiday sweater - or any one of a ton of guilty pleasures depending on choice - well, why not dried tuna roe? it’s fun to experiment even when it doesn’t quite pan out as hoped….
Claudia, my real point wasn’t about the cost - I can blow money on stuff I enjoy as much as the next one and food [looks down to make sure I still can’t see my belt buckle] is definitely one of those - but food alergies to tuna (if it hasn’t been processed for canning) means it is fatal to my wife.
fatal is bad - very
no wife killing allowed
i have a similar thing with raw papaya
us humans are way too fallible
ok so are you in on the mullet bottarga then? it’s on our list!
take a moment and ponder the possibilities….
I thought mullets went out last century. ![]()