Last night (Friday) we celebrated our daughter’s 15th birthday by hiding in our bedroom with the door locked while she and four of her friends had a “sleep-over” party. Actually, I’m kidding about hiding in the bedroom. I thought about doing something like that all week but it turned out to be unnecessary because the kids were extraordinarily well behaved. I suppose I can thank my daughter’s computer for keeping them occupied by tricking them into spending hours making videos and posting them on Facebook along with comments that might have been written in glyphs for all the sense they make to me. But the better part of the credit for how well they all behaved has to go to them, because they are all good kids. And now I think I know why.
I think all of them, including my 12 year old son, is extremely religious. This surprised me a little because I’m not a very spiritual being at all, and am always slightly taken aback when I witness others who reference gods or God in casual conversation. So imagine my surprise when I hear these 5 teenagers and my son offering practically every other comment that came from their mouths up to the Creator. If I had a dime for every time one of them said “Oh My God!” I could forget about the miserable condition of my investments and put a down payment on Bernie Madoff’s Palm Beach house.
Of course, I’m kidding around about the religiosity of the kids. But they did keep me up way past my normal bedtime with their OMGod-ing. So, today I decided to stay home and get a leg up on Sunday dinner.
Earlier in the week I made 3 pounds of pasta dough and today cranked it out and into 2 lasagna. There was some dough left over so I rolled and cut that into pasta alla chitarra and two forms of short noodles. I also baked off a loaf of bread. You can see most of this in the slide show below.
Tomorrow I will pull out the pork shoulder that I brined (10 days) and studded with garlic and rosemary. Then I will cook it, low and slow, on the charcoal grill.
By the way, this is the style of cooking that I grew up around. It’s not anything I learned in school or from a book. It’s the way my mom and my paternal grandparents and all of my relatives from Borgotaro and Porcigatone, Emilia Romagna addressed a meal. It’s odd to think that someone might consider this fancy cooking when in reality -my family’s reality anyway- it’s just Sunday dinner.
Here is the basic menu. I’m sure it’ll change a bit by tomorrow evening.
Antipasto of grilled sardines, olives, bresaola, tuscan salami, fennel
Lasagna al forno alla Bolognese
Roasted pork shoulder & broccoli rabe
Salad of spinach, endive, raddicchio, pears with pine nuts Balsamic vinaigrette (emulsified)
Cheese and fruit (St. Andre, Hendricks F&D Bavarian Swiss, Fromage d’ Affinois “Florette”)
Ice cream (for the kids)
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