Last week the
Barefoot Contessa (Ina Garten) came out with her latest cookbook, entitled Foolproof. But several weeks ago the
Food Network’s print magazine tried to tantalize us by pre-releasing a recipe
from the book. It is a recipe called 1770 House Meatloaf. This is not actually Ina
Garten’s own recipe, but a recipe from a restaurant in East Hampton, a meatloaf
that she loves so much she has eaten it there 2,000 times. (I might be
exaggerating but she claims she orders it all the time.)
I felt like I was
in with the in crowd because I was among the privileged few (insert “tens of thousands”)
who had the recipe early so I could impress my friends and family. I bought the
ingredients and didn’t skimp on quality. I got everything called for and
followed the directions exactly. No ketchup, no version of anything tomato, no
green bell pepper or croutons or Worcestershire sauce? It has celery in it and
it calls for chicken broth and lots of garlic—that’s simply wrong. And it
tastes gamey, like you really took part of a cow, a pig, and a veal animal and
ground them up with some eggs and bread and made a huge 3-pound hunk of meat.
This is your worst cafeteria food nightmare—bad food and a lot of it.
I suppose I’m in the camp that thinks meat should be disguised as something else. If it has enough lemon or barbeque sauce or mushroom Marbella covering it we can forget it was formerly a living animal with fur or feathers. The reason why I spent over a year as a vegetarian is beginning to come back to me. (Reminder to self—it may be vegetarian but it’s not considered good nutrition to eat just popcorn, pasta, and beer.)
That sauce looks like phlegm..
ReplyDeleteYep, Sue--great way to describe it. Now I feel even more nauseous.
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