Showing posts with label BBQ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BBQ. Show all posts

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Love me Tender.....loin..... Spicy Orange BBQ Pork

As much as I enjoy grocery shopping, there are weeks that I put off the weekly shopping trip day after day, trying to postpone the inevitable and hoping that I can pull just one more dinner out of the freezer. This has been one of those weeks. With the long weekend and the holiday throwing me off, our dinner routine has been a little out of whack. I’ll have to break down and go today or tomorrow, or I’ll feel the wrath of a 5 year old with no pizza; but this week, for just one more night, I pulled one out.

A few shopping trips ago, I picked up one of those cryo-sealed pork tenderloins and chucked it directly into the freezer to save for later. Wonderful little things to have on hand, they don’t take too awfully long to defrost and cook up in a flash.

Earlier in the day, I had been searching Tastespotting for a new marinade or sauce to put on the loin, when a Kraft Foods email came through, sporting a bit of inspiration. I’ll admit, I didn’t read much of the recipe, just enough to get the idea in my head, then went home and got to work.

First, I cleaned the loin, removing any excess fat and the silverskin. Then I lightly rubbed it with oil and seasoned it with salt and pepper (no time for a marinade last night, so a sauce or glaze was going to have to do).

While the hubs took it upstairs to his preheated charcoal grill, I mixed up the sauce. In true “kitchen sink” fashion, I pulled two partial bottles of barbeque sauce out of the fridge ad dumped the contents of each into a small saucepan on the stove. (way to clean out the fridge, mom!) To the mix, I added about ¼ cup frozen orange juice concentrate (I always keep some of this in the freezer for seasoning sauces and marinades), about a teaspoon of dark sesame oil, and a teaspoon or so of red pepper flakes. I simmered the mixture until the flavors came together and then took it up to the hubs, with the admonishment (as he was picking up the basting brush) “don’t start basting it too soon or it will burn”.

After which, I walked back down my wonderful new adjoining decks to the kitchen and started some potatoes. A superbly easy new side dish that is quickly becoming one of my favorites. I took two large baking potatoes and sliced them into three thick slices each, along the length. Just as with the tenderloin, a little oil, salt and pepper, is all they need. Then, back up to the deck and on the grill they went.

At which point, I poured myself a glass of wine and headed to the couch to catch up on the “Demon Hunting Soccer Mom” piece of fiction I’ve been reading this week.

After just a short while, a beaming hubby came back from the deck bearing a lovely platter of pork and potatoes. The tenderloin was moist and tender, perfectly cooked with just a hint of smoke (nice job, hon!) and the potatoes (admittedly, they went on too early and a couple got charred) were a nice accompaniment.Notes on the sauce/glaze: With the meat cooked just right, this didn’t need a marinade at all. The glaze had a terrific flavor. Just the right amount of orange and sesame, but I think next time I’ll add more red pepper. The flavor was wonderful, but next time I want a little more heat. The only thing I might change would be to fire up the heat at the end so that the glaze actually “glazes” the meat instead of just saucing it, but it still worked out well. The hubs and I both enjoyed it, so this one will definitely be a keeper at my house.

Monday, June 28, 2010

The Bacon Explosion....that exploded!

Ok, well, technically it didn’t “explode”.

As I posted recently, I had a secret plan in place to serve up a special meal for the hubs on Fathers Day. This scheme involved me “rolling a fatty”, which basically entails weaving a bunch of raw bacon together,seasoning it with your favorite barbeque seasoning,topping it with Italian sausage, various levels of barbeque seasoning and sauce, more bacon, and in our case, jalapeños.Then, rolling it all up into a “fatty” or “log”, adding more seasoning, and smoking it for a couple of hours,then basting it with more sauce to give it a good glaze.

Then the man of the house royally pissed me off.

I don’t normally get into my tiffs with the hubs (and believe me, we have our share) on here, but I just gotta say, he was really in the dog house. Without getting into details, we’ll just say he didn’t come home when he was supposed to (yes, I know, it was Fathers Day, and he should get to do what he wants, and I agree...to a point. Let’s just say, he pushed it a little too far that day.) In any case, by the time he finally got home (and yes, he knew this was going to take a couple of hours to smoke) it was 8:00pm. By the time the charcoal was going, it was 8:30.

Let me also add that I was sick as a dog with a 102 fever most of the day, at home with our 5 year old, so he could spend the day out with his buddies, so I was not feeling very tolerant by the time he graced us with his presence.

AND. He was a tad drunk. Yeah, spending the day at the bar will do that to a person. (and no, in case you’re wondering, he did not drive himself home. I pre-arranged that to avoid any potential issues.) That being said, my husband is bad at following directions when he’s sober. And, he’s a flipper.

You know the type....puts a burger on the grill, then flips it every five seconds instead of letting it sear, and then wonders why it falls apart on the grill. He does it to me, too. I’ll be cooking something (steaks or chops, or whatever...) and when I’m cleaning a platter, or feeding our son, or any other opportunity he can see where I have my back turned, he steps up tot eh stove and FLIPS whatever I’m cooking, whether it needs it or not. It drives me insane. I am constantly yelling at him to leave it alone. Completely ruins some of my dishes because they never get a chance to sear or caramelize or whatever it may be that they need to do in order to be successful dishes. He’s a stirrer, too.... but that’s a story for another time.

Moving right along....so, since he’s bad at listening.....half drunk.....grilling in the dark.....rushing because the wife is pissed off at him....and on top of everything else, he’s a FLIPPER.....what do you suppose happened to the Bacon Explosion?

Yeah, it fell apart. Admittedly, it had good flavor....but it fell apart. And, it got “done” in a little over an hour, when it should have smoked for at least two. I was so ticked off, that not only did I refuse to try it that night, I went to bed and left him on the deck to finish it himself, with some nasty words left ringing in his ears. Suffice it to say, that Fathers Day will NOT go down in the history books under my list of “best days ever”.

Then... we have my “girls weekend”.

Ginny came out for a quick visit this weekend, and, among all of our other projects that you’ll soon be hearing about, I went about setting things right in the world of pork-love.

I got the ingredients...again.
I rolled the fatty...again.
And we fired up the grill...again.

This time? It was a big fat log of pure pork-a-liciousness.

We were patient... we were gentle.... and we were rewarded for it... with THIS:Bacon Explosion.....we love you.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

I Rolled a Fatty – and I’m Gonna SMOKE it!

Ok, a few people out there are thinking, “WHAT? Why would she do THAT???” Here’s a little inside secret for you....

I’m talking about pork.

Yep, you all know my husband’s proclivities toward meat, meat, and more meat. Well, I decided that for Fathers Day this year, I’d make him a special treat. Something I’ve been seeing all over the internet and thinking to myself, “Boy, my man would really enjoy that.” That’s right, you know it, I’m talking about the Bacon Explosion.

This novelty has been all over the news this last year and it is basically a heart attack rolled up in bacon. You can check out the BBQ Addicts blog (the creators of the Bacon Explosion) for more details about this “fatty” as they call it, how it is made, and where you can order one, if you’re not as inclined as I am to experiment.

It starts like this:
You make a woven square of bacon slices.
You generously sprinkle it with your favorite BBQ seasoning.
Then you layer a couple of pounds of Italian sausage on top of the bacon weave.
Add crumbled up, cooked bacon pieces, more BBQ seasoning, and then douse it with a good barbeque sauce.
I also chose to add jalapeños to mine, since we do like the heat.
Then, picking up just the sausage layer, you roll it all up into a sausage fatty.
Place the fatty in the middle of your bacon weave and roll the bacon up around it.
Voila! One pork fatty. Just begging to be smoked.
Sprinkle it with some more BBQ seasoning, and put it on the grill to smoke for a couple of hours, then glaze with more barbeque sauce at the end.
Slice and serve, either on its own or as a sandwich, or just hook it up to an IV and prepare for pork euphoria.

Well, I rolled my fatty last night, in preparation for Fathers Day. Its sitting in the fridge, just waiting for its 15 minutes of fame. Get ready for pictures and more on Monday.....

Monday, March 29, 2010

Korean Fried Chicken

Traditionally, any time that Ginny and I get together, there is a fair amount of cooking involved. So, it goes without saying that even though we tried to make our recent visit a little less food-oriented than usual, it didn’t work. We had the cheese to make, of course, and the fried pickles....and then, right before Ty and I drove out, I made the mistake of catching up on my blog reading and found this recipe for Korean Fried Chicken.

Since I have a friend who is half Korean and long ago fell in love with her mother’s cooking, any time I see a recipe that hints at being remotely Korean, I have to try it. And man oh man, did this look scrumptious. Those boys over at The Bitten Word sure know how to make you drool. They have quite a penchant for cooking magazines, as do I, so I am frequently checking back to see what they have picked out of the latest editions.

Admittedly, Ginny and I had a tiny bit of difficulty locating the Korean sauce the recipe calls for, but fear not! The Aoeshe store in Iowa City took care of us and we trucked on back to her place to get the oil going.

The key to this recipe, without a doubt, is the double frying. With a simple batter coating, they were a snap to get together. The longest part of the process was just frying them in batches small enough that the oil temperature didn’t drop too dramatically.

The icing on the cake, so to speak, is the sauce. Spicy and tangy, with just an undertone of vinegar, these little gems were gone in the blink of an eye, with only the BBQ smears around our mouths as evidence.

This is a recipe you will be sorely tempted to make for your friends, but I will caution you against it....if you do that, you’ll have to share. Keep it to yourself, that way there will be more for you! Oh, and don’t even think about asking me how they handle being reheated. I wouldn’t know. They are lucky they made it to my plate, let alone the fridge.
Korean Fried Chicken
Ingredients
Canola oil, for frying
5 cloves garlic
1 1 1⁄2" piece peeled ginger
3 tbsp. soy sauce
3 tbsp. gojujang (Korean chile paste)
1 1⁄2 tbsp. rice vinegar
1 tbsp. Asian sesame oil
1 tbsp. honey
2⁄3 cup flour
1 tbsp. cornstarch
16 chicken wings (about 1 3⁄4 lbs.)

Preparation
1. Pour oil into a 6-qt. pot to a depth of 2". Heat over medium-high heat until a thermometer reads 350˚. Chop garlic and ginger in a food processor. Add soy, gojujang, vinegar, sesame oil, and honey; purée. Put sauce into a bowl.

2. Whisk flour, cornstarch, and 2⁄3 cup water in another bowl. Add chicken; toss. Working in 3 batches, fry chicken until golden, 6–8 minutes.Drain on paper towels. Return oil to 350˚. Fry chicken until crisp, 6–8 minutes more. Drain again. Toss chicken in sauce. And then? Devour....