I instantly shape shifted into Gollum at Pike Place Market the other day.  You would have done the same thing too if you had seen it though. My precioussss, my preciouss, precioussss, precioussss.  My primal nature kicked in and I furtively, possessively glanced about, assessing the threat from all angles.  It’s mine, all mine, mine, mine, I thought in my suddenly Australopithecus brain.  Ok, maybe most of you wouldn’t have gone quite so nuts over it, but the ambrosial delights I knew I would find inside that little parcel really had my blood all in a boil.  Wondering wtf I’m talking about? Why all the suspense, Linda, you’re bordering on psycho here? Just go seek one out and try it for yourself; then tell me I’m wrong to be so instantly awestruck. 

Ok, ok, the object in question is a goose egg.  Not the kind you get on your noggin after a particularly inebriated night involving five 30somethings and a tetherball, either.  This goose egg called out to me from its cushioned perch at The Creamery in the market, “Linda- bye, bye Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.”  Why was the goose egg singing that song, you ask?   Let’s revisit Homer’s Odyssey for a moment, shall we?  You recall the Sirens of Titan luring unsuspecting seamen with their enchanted voices? Well American Pie would be the song they would sing to me.  It’s like dangerous nectar to my ears every time I hear it.  You could talk me into anything with that song.  Anyway, the goose egg beckoned me to her with my inescapable song, and there was nothing I could do but buy her, and her little buddy behind her too. 

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This is another one of those culture combining posts.  Be warned if you don’t think a Seattle sparrow should fly to Greece by way of Thailand in order to rassle up dinner for the evening.  You know it, I know it, I’m going sous vide crazy right now. It’s a culinary trend that’s sweeping the nation and I’ve tethered onto the broomstick nice and tight.  I can’t help it though, it’s just so fun to throw something into the steamy water bath and forget about it for several hours, only to find that you’ve cooked it to perfection because of, not in spite of your absentmindedness.  I’ve been playing with all manner of meats and vegetables, but not yet a whole fish. Until now. 

Branzino is a sexy, spectacular fish; bass of the Mediterranean, it’s sometimes called.  The first time I had it in Oporto, Portugal at Don Tonho restaurant, it was cooked fully immersed in rock salt in order to lock in the moisture and sweetness of the delicate flesh.  It came out on a glamorous silver platter buried in a deep salt grave that the waiter excavated in order to extricate my dinner.  He filleted it perfectly, leaving nary a bone, and ceremoniously removed the head with a felling flourish as a finale to his dramatic work.  I always thought he was uber-talented in his tableside displays, but after last night I realize it’s actually quite easy to debone a branzino tableside.  The bones slide away from the flesh as effortlessly as the last grain of sand that passes through an hourglass, it’s such a fluid gesture. 

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Santa was good to me this year. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that my birthday is three days before Christmas and I expressly forbid gifts for that occasion, so Santa was able to splurge a bit on Christmas. I know, I know, Santa wouldn’t have gotten me a birthday gift anyway under normal circumstances, but you see, we’re good friends outside December 25^th and all its implications, so he tends to be there for me other times of year as well. 

In any case, Santa brought me a Sous Vide Supreme this year and for that I’m over the moon.  Don’t know what sous vide cooking is? Chances are you’ve had sous vide prepared veggies or meat a hundred times and just didn’t realize it as it’s a relatively established cooking technique in both industrial and restaurant settings, however until now the price barrier to entry for the home chef was impractical to say the least.  Cue Drs. Michael and Mary Dan Eades and their relatively affordable new invention, the Sous Vide Supreme.  They invented a countertop sous vide cooker that’s attractive stainless steel, not gargantuan, and holds a precise temperature to within .5 a degree, more or less.  The premise of sous vide cooking is that if you cook something at the temperature at which it should ultimately end up, but over a long period of time in a regulated water bath, it will come out tender, consistent throughout, and full of flavor.  I can now wholeheartedly attest that this is true. 

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