Comfort Food, Southern Style
Wednesday, March 28th, 2007Last night we watched the season finale of the L word, which was recheduled due to my party. (What an amazing group, huh?) We usually viewed it the night it airs–Sunday–which meant I always rushed from the tasting room into the city. This time, however, I got a turn at cooking dinner, hopefully backing up my promise of culinary skills.
Deciding to forego fancy and a chance at making a great wine pairing, I opted to go for some down-home cooking. Fried chicken. A combo of collards and mustard greens cooked in what we back home call ‘pot likker.’ Skillet cornbread, which I insisted everyone dip into the pot liquor. And my mama’s potato salad, which because I use a touch of Blue Plate (the best mayonnaise in the world, which sadly is not sold here) is a little better than hers. Oh, and of course, some sweet tea with mint.
Now, I tried to get someone to bring the champagne of beers, Miller High Life, but no one took me up on my suggestion. Although we did eat, in addition to stewed apples and yummy custard (cause there’s never too much dessert), some long-promised wine cake, and it certainly lived up to its reputation. I even correctly guessed the wine used was Chardonnay.
No need to be sad the show is over, we’ve already got plans to watch The Tudors. As usual, I’ll bring the wine.
Southern comfort food, Blue Plate Mayonnaise, Miller High Life
….Farley Walker

That was my birthday dinner, and my, it was a good one. The best friend marinated chunks of New York steak and pork in her special mix (all I can tell you is soy sauce), along with bell peppers, onions, and mushrooms. A few minutes on the grill and a side of balsamic-dressed greens were all we needed to go along with the 2004 Thomas Fogarty Barbera. I insisted on a side of BBQ sauce for dipping to go along with the smokiness and bright red fruit of the wine. The glasses were full (for a while at least), the laughter was loud. And there was that special feeling in the air that comes from drinking wine not available to the public yet. Soon, though.
The other night, some friends and I decided to hop over to The Red Bird in downtown Missoula, with its newly added wine bar. We all began with the wine specials, so on the table were glasses of Sparkling Shiraz, a Spanish rosato, one French wine of Mourvedre and Grenache (the waitress didn’t tell us which region), and an Austrian blend with Riesling, Muscat, and Sauvignon Blanc. We had appetizers of champagne fondue and crab dip, which didn’t go with my sparkling red, I know, but for once I didn’t insist on a perfect pairing. And though all of our glasses were very empty when the food arrived, we still managed to have quite a good time.
That’s my lunch yesterday of Trader Joe’s BBQ chicken salad served with a glass of 2004 Kirkham Shiraz, although I’d usually pick a Zinfandel for the pairing. And it was going to be today’s lunch, except I watched
Two friends are going to Spain this week for a
The 2002 Bodegas Iranzo Tempranillo (100%) proudly bears the stamp “made with organically grown grapes.” My quickly scribbled tasting notes (sometimes that happens when the food looks too good to concentrate on the wine alone) indicate aromas of raspberry and dirt, with more of the same on the palate, along with tobacco. It did go very nicely with the cheese risotto (something I’ve never made before but
Tonight I made a loose version of Shepherd’s Pie by browning ground lamb, then adding chopped onions, carrots, and garlic. A little flour and red wine (yes, from a box) then poured into a pie crust and topped with thinly sliced potatoes and Irish cheese. The food definitely brought out more from the Shiraz, especially as the pie was heavily peppered. Still.
A while back, I made my mom’s salmon croquettes and my stepdad’s recipe for mac and cheese. If I recall, I had some Giesen Sauvignon Blanc with it, though I really wanted some Pinot Noir. (Not willing to open one of the few in my collection because I only wanted one glass and would have wasted the rest of the bottle). So, why even bring this up? While I was folding clothes this morning, I caught a few minutes of Paula’s Home Cooking. She was frying up some okra, and I remembered how, when I was little, my mom once told me it was just like popcorn. I tried and hated it.
The two crabs we shared on
Therefore, the next night I had the same salad. Only this time I paired it with a 2006
My day off this week, following the grueling time I put in on the assembly line, had me wanting to treat myself to something nice. A meal that fits the bill every time: a BLT and a glass or two of Rose’. Although this time I made it a BBT–bacon, basil leaves, and tomato. The wine was a 2005 Clos LaChance Rose’ that I picked up on my
Well, I couldn’t and picked up the bottle last week while getting a few items from Trader Joe’s, as I planned to try my hand at a pasta bake with leftover spaghetti sauce. While the food could have been better (by using ziti or penne instead of long noodles–I know, I know– and
The other night, however, I decided to make a
My friend, the teacher, came over and we watched Sofia Coppola’s
Sometimes when choosing a wine to go with a meal, it’s not about the main ingredient so much as everything that surrounds it. When I decided to make a portobello sandwich, my initial choice would have been a Pinot Noir or an Italian red. But with the preparation of roasted red peppers and chive goat cheese, I decided to go for my old stand-by of Sauvignon Blanc, especially since the mushroom was marinated in a balsamic vinaigrette. And when coupled with a simple salad with olives, tomatoes, garlic, and oil & vinegar, the pairing was just right.
The wine of choice was the 2003 Biale Zappa, a blend of 65% Zin, 18% Petite Sirah and 17% Syrah. Reasoning included: A) the need to go ahead and drink it before it passed its prime, B) hopes that those burly grapes would overpower my mood, and if not B, then C) the zappa is a tool used to remove weeds from around vines…essentially a hoe, and maybe I could clear out some of my own problems. While no Black Chicken, it still hit the spot. Pepper, blackberry, tiny bits of chocolate, cinnamon, and vanilla. Very smooth, and I hardly noticed the 15.7% alcohol. (It simply helped to numb the pain.)
Speaking of making folks jealous, I just added a new category, thanks to the drooling my seafood inspired. With my leftover sushi, I had another fabulous meal. The tuna I soaked in soy sauce and made a breading out of smashed multiseed w/ soy chips from Trader Joe’s, salt & pepper, and finished off with a quick sear. The salmon I marinated in honey and soy sauce and cooked briefly in a skillet. I had also gotten some sea scallops from 99 Ranch, which I seared and topped with a sauce of butter, shallots, and Chardonnay. I had my leftover dinner with leftover 2004 Thomas Fogarty Chardonnay (perfect with the scallops, esp. since it was in the sauce), but there was nothing left over as I hurried to get ready for a friend’s birthday/ lounge lizard party…
Just an ordinary night, cooking up a little something that turned out to be quite the treat. I had some shiitake mushrooms left over from my trip to the market and decided to make Veal Marsala, loosely based on one of my favorite
I didn’t want to open any of the Pinot Noirs I already had, so I opted for the 2002 Viansa La Nebbia Nebbiolo, which I bought when visiting a friend who used to work there. And it turned out to be a very sound choice. On the nose I got a hint of bacon (BLT’s came to mind, actually) and strawberry. Then when I took the first taste, it seemed hot initially (with 13.5% alcohol: not too high), but that soon faded into more strawberry. The wine was rather light, with low tannin, which might not seem to stand up to a cream-based sauce, but the earthiness was a great match for the nutty character of the Marsala, as well as the drizzle of truffle oil. 


