Friday, April 11, 2008

More Indulgence

Well, certain other blogger/ cooks, whose initials are The Cunning Runt, got me thinking about Ravioli the last couple of days, and whitefish fillets were as cheap as fresh fish gets in New England, plus J, my Winehead and connection, suggested a California Viognier, so I indulged in Asparagus/ Lemon Ravioli at my local Whole Paycheck, roasted the fish with Lemon Zest and Tarragon, and dressed the Ravioli with my best olive oil (currently Lebanese), and minced garlic, plus shaved Parm/ Regg, to be followed by mixed greens and a pear. Note: warm, but do NOT let garlic brown in the slightest.

Simple assembly. Delicious. And only my usual three Friday stops to get it all. It helps to be known; I've shopped with my greengrocer for five years, and have started volunteering there. J knows I don't care much for Oak in wines, and am a little tired of the Chard/ Reisling regulars. Viognier, to my surprise, is grown in the Rhone Valley. I've been associating it with the adjoining areas East, primarily Austria, but I know next to nothing about Rhone Whites.

I am now patiently explaining to Mz Scarlett that this is servant food, and need not be taken seriously by Cat. She seems to think the Tarragon and Lemon ruin otherwise good fish.

12 comments:

The Pagan Sphinx said...

my stomach is grrrrrrrrrrrrrrling.
Asparagus, garlic, olive oil, fish, white wine - a few of my favorite things.

Between you and The Cunning Runt,it's all I can do to keep from going over the edge into culinary heaven.
:D

johnieb said...

One of my favorite pasta sauces is sauteed Asparagus, garlic, and cream.
The CR is driving me crazy, too; I wuz only passing it along, as I said.

The Pagan Sphinx said...

Oh and lemons. i love lemons so much. I have a poetic relationship with lemons. :-)

btw: i commented on your comment on my sharon olds post. i can say it here - some of her work is tagged "pornographic" by critics because of a notorious poem by her called The Pope's Penis. It's not great of poem. Too bad some of good poems don't get half the attention. And so it goes, and so it goes...

Jane R said...

Mmmmm.

I wuz gonna post a foodie post last Sat. and I got waylaid by I can't remember what. Maybe tomorrow I will catch up.

But I haven't been cooking much. However, buying two kinds of feta and olives in bulk from the newly discovered Middle Eastern (et al.) deli has helped in the snack-as-dinner department.

I am praying that the fish man is back at the farmers' market tomorrow. I needs me some brain food and the supermarket fish has NOT been looking good.

susan s. said...

My husband refers to Whole Foods as Unholy Foods. Just thought you'd like that!

Jane R said...

I just made a nice salmon dish and Miz Maya Pavlova was only interested in the salmon when it was raw and straight from the fish place. After that, she left the kitchen 'cause all that futzing with lemon juice and olive oil and garlic and capers was not to her liking.

Worked for me, though :-).

johnieb said...

I'm glad to hear the fish guy was at the farmer's market.

I'm usually pretty much a minimalist with fish, especially salmon; I rarely use garlic, except with a more complex sauce--tomatoes, capers, vinegar, etc., and that more with whitefish chunks--Pollack, Cod, etc.

Jane R said...

Have a look. I hadn't used garlic with fish in a long time, but this was a Very Garlic Weekend.

Kate Morningstar said...

Tarragon ruins everything ...

Lemons are gifts from God. And right now, they're a buck apiece in the supermarkets here, and lousy, at that. Sigh.

Grandmère Mimi said...

Johnieb, I made my semi-annual trek to Walmart today. I had to. No choice. I barely escaped without a panic attack. Don't knock Whole Foods, my friend. There are worse places.

You should write a food book. And haven't I said that before?

johnieb said...

Hell, Mimi, it's as Socrates says; the more ya learn, the more ya learn ya don know shit.

More of my stuff is eaten "as is": tis done, however well or badly, but "it'll eat."

Lawrence Colston, of DeQueen, AR

pj said...

I'm always catching up with you at 8:30 in the morning. I just finished my coffee, gonna head out for a run and then spend the day writing... and being hungry for asparagus/lemon ravioli and whitefish.

But I believe I'll have my (imaginary) meal with a Sam Adams Summer Ale. I'm heretical that way. :)