Saturday 1 February 2014

Lord of the Flame, King of the Coal

So Himself has discovered the joy of coal barbecues.  We had a gas ‘cue for ages and then one day we were all like “what’s the point of this? I mean, FBJ cooks on gas ALL THE TIME inside! What is the point of cooking on gas outside???” and we decided we needed a coal ‘cue.  I’ve been watching a lot of Bobby Flay on pay TV, a New Yorker who does a whole lot of barbecuing, and while his restaurant in NYC was SHITE his TV recipes always look amazeballs so dying to try that stuff.

When we were in Mildura for Christmas to visit my olds we were discussing our yearning for a Weber and The Old Fella mentioned that there was a Weber in The Shed.  They had purchased the house last year and he was still working through the Aladdin’s cave that is The Shed, and said that he didn’t want it and if Himself wanted to clean it up and take it home he could.  HOORAY!!!! Himself did just that, it was in really good nick so it was piled in the back of the Outlander (love that car) with all of our presents and the wine we picked up from Chateau Mildura (classy name) and brought it back to Sydney.

Himself has been giving it a bit of a workout and stuff has been delicious – do not underrate the power of the charcoal my friends.  But I decided to bite the bullet and buy a Bobby Flamey Flame Flay cook book because his recipes on Addicted to Barbecue continued to entice.  The book finally arrived and in anticipation I went to the local Lebanese Fruit Shop (Bankstown – not the nice end) to pick up a 15kg bag of charcoal for the Weber and Himself chose four recipes to try out.

I won’t mention the bit where he fell asleep reading Bobby’s cookbook (wanted to take a picture but refrained to continue with my happy marriage) and once he woke up again we went down the road for many, many herbs, a few veg aaaaannnnd that’s about it.  I’d already picked up some delicious meat from Feather and Bone, a Lord and Lady McAuley Meat Tray*, extra mince and some skirt steak.  I don’t really want to mention the skirt.  I know I’ve told you before about how delicious skirt is, but this is a touchy subject for me.  
I remember when lamb shanks were $2 each.  But now, all the annoying foodies have realised shanks are delicious and the damn things are $13 for two. Pricks.  But skirt is delicious when cooked medium rare over a high heat and cut against the grain.  It’s the shit. Please, don’t tell the pretentious foodies...

So four recipes were chosen and then the wee girl and I retired to the Housos’ Lounge on the front porch whilst Himself started making his magic** in the kitchen.  I haven’t mentioned the Housos’ Lounge have I?  We recently bought a new lounge for the small TV room (yeah, we so posh we have two TV rooms my friends) and anyway the lounge in there was really old and getting a big funky so we thought we needed a new one.  We went to Ikea and picked one up (how we got it home was a really, really funny story, but unless I get AT LEAST 10 comments on people wanting to hear that story I’m not going to tell you) and then we had the old lounge to dispose of thoughtfully.  Hmmmm what to do with lounge asks Himself.  Wellllll says I, I’ve always wanted to have a lounge on the front porch... just saying... You’re such a bogan he says, and puts it out there for me anyway.  That’s love.  So, the Wee Girl and I sit on the front porch on the Housos’ Lounge drinking rose (well, me drinking, her not) while he slaves in the kitchen deciding exactly how much is 1 cup of parsley anyway?  It’s just a guide I say, just feel the parsley, be at one with the parsley...

Four and a half hours later it was dinner time Hooray!!! And what can I say? Well, I’ll tell you what.  IT WAS FUCKING DELICIOUS!!!!!! Skirt steak with chimichurri (red AND green), potatoes with herbs, stuffed peppers*** and these mangos.... ooohhh the mangos, words cannot express.  Praise be the power of Bobby Flay and the King of Coal (Himself).  So glad I married him, cause if I hadn’t, I would have now, because it was so delicious I’m about to throw in the wooden spoon and let him cook forever as long as it’s on charcoal.
Did I say it was delicious?  Yes it was.

There have been other things he’s done, and I was going to blog about them, but all pales into significance to the meal he cooked tonight.  Here’s a picture.  Look at it and weep....



Delicious.

Yes.


*They must have named that after some amazing individuals
**OMG YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE MESS HE LEFT!!!!

***I told you it was American – peppers... pffftt!