This week’s French Fridays with Dorie b.u.s.t.e.d. my grocery budget. Big Time. Mint.com sent me a little message to let me know.
First, the $30 price tag for 5 pounds caused an eyebrow to shoot for the sky. Then the cost of the wine and finally the port, well, it added up. This better be good. How could I not be skeptical about a dish that was pushing the price of my Thanksgiving turkey?
How wrong I was to second guess.
After a few minutes in the oven the alchemy of roasted vegetables, wine, and meat hit my senses like a mac truck. The smell! Sweet lord, the smell. I would have gladly paid $60, to be wrapped up in the aroma as though it was a white terry cloth bathrobe.
The man, content on the sofa suddenly appeared in the kitchen. Like a wound up child on Christmas Eve he excitedly chatted away as I reduced the braising liquid. Oh wow, egg noodles? I love those. Man that smells so good. Is there anything I can do to help? Is there any more of that port? Do you want me to pour you a glass of wine? Dang that smells good.
Bath & Body Works, if you are listening, if you could come up with a 14.5oz filled candle in Wine Braised Short Ribs, I will be forever loyal. Think of the manipulation women across the world with meat loving partners could afflict. Bwhahahahahha. The Honey Do list would do itself. That, or you might find your mate passed out on the sofa in olfactory bliss.
While I do not condone meals without vegetables, a side of roasted broccoli seemed unfair. How could I expect anything green to compete with tender, falling-apart-with-every-bite meat.