French Laundry Pasta and Momofuku Milk Bar Cookies

I eat well, most days, better than you.  But I still love you :)

Let’s state an example…

I felt the need to produce some French Laundry Pasta (BT Dubs, somebody has my French Laundry Cookbook, and I will curse you if you don’t bring it back to me).  GIMME MY DAMN BOOK BACK!!!!

Luckily, Mr. Mills forced my brain to memorize the pasta recipe back in culinary school… and you can find it on the interwebs for reference.   The most suckiest part of this recipe is kneading dough for 20 minutes, which WILL kick your ass, unless, you happen to be awesome and happen to have a SAMMIC chamber Vacuum Sealer in your basement.  Oh,  I happen to have one of those badass things.  Sir Alton Brown (and his writers of amazing knowledge) taught me that one session of vacuum sealing in my sucker would replace the 20 minutes of kneading.  I didn’t believe him.  When I put this recently mixed dough into the chamber, I watched this dough transform into a massive puff, then all of a sudden, condensed like I kneaded it forever.  I suggest all people who want to make fresh pasta regularly, go purchase a chamber vacuum sealer,  your upper body will thank you for this expense (or gift from spanish dudes).  Fresh Pasta is the Shiznit!

So, pasta is resting in its vacuum sealed satchel in the fridge and Wifey and I get to work on a Momofuku double recipe cookie.  First, we have to make a Cornflake Crunch from the Momofuku Milk Bar Cookbook   This is basically a pile of cornflakes, tossed with sugar, some substance of milk in powder forms, salt, and an ass-load of butter, baked until delicious.  Ho-Kay, now we pile this crunch stuff into a mixer with all the other cookie goodness, including marshmellows, and mini choco chips, and made some Momofukin good ass cookies!  The lady served us up with shots of Milk…  next time, cereal milk. 

Oh, yeah, I made fresh pasta!  I done cooked this stuff up with some sautéed u-15 prawns and peas in cream sauce with pecorino.  Nommers. 

If you want to come to my house and eat, you’re welcome over… but the cover charge varies depending on how much you may or may not annoy us. 



Long Beach, Washington Coast/Apo Lulu Induces Food Coma/Pork Carnitas

We went off to Long Beach, WA the weekend of the annual Kite Festival and tried the SUP board at Waikiki Beach, Cape Disappointment.  On our venture through the food carts, fried corndogs, elephant ears and stuff, we ran into a lady who makes sweet treats and trying to start a little snack shop business.  I had to get some chocolate whipped cream filled strawberries for the ladies.  But I convinced the lady to hook me up, free of charge, with one of her delicious smores on a stick.  Marshmallow on a stick, chocolate covered, and rolled in crumbled graham cracker and popped in the microwave for a few seconds to get it all gooey.  Me likey.  Check out this candied apple, complete with cinnamon toast crunch!

Then we ate at the Shellburne Pub, our favorite spot in Long Beach.  Heres a shot of Maiyas Sole  My dumb phone deleted the other 4 pics of deliciousness that went into our bellies.

Mom is having people over to say goodbye to a friend who is moving away, so she cooks enough meat to feed a small country.  There is nothing like mom’s homemade lumpia.  I banged out a Kim Chee Stew from the Momofuku book.  It started with the bacon dashi ramen broth, then kim chee went in, browned Dok (fat rice gluten noodle nuggets), and topped with crunchy spam.   It will be eaten again!  Here is part of the major spread that we ate.  Please add some chicken liver and gizzards from Ezzell’s.  My dad had a Heineken Mini Keg, and Cuz wanted us to move to the next Newcastle mini keg, so we had to drink a crapload of beer.  After all this food and beer I seriously had to lay down.  I needed a couple hours of heavy breathing, groaning, laying, and holding my belly to recover from this food coma.

At the end of the week, sun inspires me to turn this slab of pig into delicious carnitas.  And some charred corn and peach salsa to top off the pork tacos.

Next up, more gluttony in Portland…..