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Fish and chips from the local chippie; we'll share with a chum and watch the rugby at his house.
Thanks to that, I'm off googling okonomiyaki batter recipes.Trekked to Cleveland's Asiatown for okonomiyaki this St. Paddy's Day.
Several years ago I was given about fifteen duck breasts. From wild ducks shot by a hunter. Ducks who apparently had done a lot of flying and used those breast muscles 24/7 for years. Lordy, it was like shoe leather. The only way I could get it edible was to slice it very very thinly, then pound the slices with a mallet, then marinade them for 28 hours in lemon juice and ginger or garlic, then add honey and stir fry. That turned out quite nice.I was tired of the usual beef/chicken/pork/fish routine, so I splurged on duck breasts the other day.
Tonight I stripped off the duck skin (don't judge; my husband won't eat it) and seared the breasts in olive oil, about four minutes per side. I transferred them to a warm plate to rest, then made a shallot/dried cherry/port wine sauce in the drippings. I sliced the duck thin and served it with the sauce, roasted new potatoes and salad. We drank a sparkling rose with it. It was delicious.
freeze them down and use a few to top a salad now and then.The cracklings are very rich and fatty; my husband won't touch them, I can't eat more than a bite or two, so the foxes may get the rest.
Not a hit: I followed a recipe to marinade it in honey, worster and soy. I quite liked it but partner said the marinade/sauce covered up the flavour of the meat. Next time I'll cook it plain. (Package came with two steaks, so we'll have another piece later this week.)Today I am trying pork rump steak for the first time.
Er, I didn't mean we were going to eat them all at once! Two for dinner; thirty parboiled, kernels cut off, packaged and frozen.And corn, because I harvested 32 ears of corn today.
I still have a liver and and tongue to make use of one of these days (when the hubby isn't home -- he doesn't do red meat, let alone offal). Hoping to finally make lengua tacos this year.We're picking up the young steer, now in boxes, from the homekill butcher this morning.