Sunday, July 13, 2008
Sunday Dinner at JohnieB's
Okey-dokey; here it is: Salmon en Papillotte with an herb mixture, some of which was intended for BBQ dry rub (as far as I remember, mustard, lemon pepper, lavender, tarragon, fennel, and maybe celery salt), the evolving potato salad (I added fresh marjoram last night), and a Tomato Foccaccia from Kathy the Genius Baker. The wine is an exemplary Vin du Pays D'oc, a 2006 Pinot Noir from "France", without the intensity and focus of some high end Pinot, but hey: it was $10, and has more than enough fruit and varietal character for anybody. A terrific Summer Red called "Hob Nob".
The only improvement I can think of is to cook the fish over charcoal or a wood fire, to get some smokey flavor.
Back to eating.
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johnie--I've copied down your recipe for mustard vinagrette, but what fascinates me, as much as pictures of your meals, is that beautiful autumn picture with the pair of swans on a lake. I'd like to know where that lake is located.
Could you add a password-help button for me please because I can't find what I chose for your blog?
Oh my- that looks divine and I don't even eat salmon.
Nice to see what's cookin'. I hope you had a gret day JohnieB.
Alice,
I'll be happy to do so, if I can figure it out.
If I ever come visit, will you take me to see Kathy the Genius Baker?
Yum.
Plan on it.
Alice,
I don't know where the picture was taken; it was one of a group of nature shots sent to me by a friend in Arizona.
You're driving me crazy with these food posts...
I wanna eat at YOUR house..
My husband would love this. He often orders salmon in restaurants. I, alas, am allergic to it so it's not allowed in the house.
Well, Fluffikins, I'm currently looking for a place where I can have a guest or six for dinner, and, if nobody feels up the drive back afterwards, the spare room and the kiddie bedrolls.
Alas, no luck yet, but FAIR WARNING, all y'all: JohnieB is fixin to start havin' company to help him eat this stuff. And Burgers./ Nuggets for the less advanced in taste, until Jane offers instruction in how to train a kid to eat.
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