I’m not sure where today’s entry is going but I do know there’s an idiot story, a good one. I decided to do something special for dinner last night, have the second half of the high-quality steak I bought on great sale. I froze it. I looked in the freezer and found it was even bigger and thicker than I remembered. I took it out in the morning to defrost. Come dinner time I took it out of the fridge and it was fully thawed. I prepared it in a cast iron skillet using Ethan’s recipe. The first part is putting it on a skillet that’s as hot as you can get it and cook it for just one minute on one side and a minute and a half on the other. When I turned it over I was disappointed that it hadn’t browned that nicely. When I did the other side it too didn’t brown. The next step is popping it in the oven for 3 minutes. When I took it out I let it rest for the recommended 5 minutes before cutting it. When I did it wasn’t done. It was slimy. Even worse, it looked like it wasn’t red meat. What the hell was it? It was marbled like steak. I asked Beruthiel if the meat was hers. It wasn’t. I figured it was pork and put it back in the oven to cook. I tested it a few times and when it looked thoroughly cooked I tried it. I still couldn’t tell for sure if it were pork. I think it was one of those boneless ribs I bought, a huge one. I learned my lesson, I label what I freeze for now on.
I tried it with some trepidation. It was great. Didn’t taste like pork or steak but very tasty. It was slightly overdone but with barbecue sauce it was delicious. Maybe I discovered a new way of preparing country style ribs. Maybe I’ll die of trichinosis. Whatever happens I have my idiot story.
I realized that I can’t now include my serious piece as nobody is going to take the word of an idiot seriously. What other exciting things did I do yesterday? I went to the drug store for the third time this week to pick up meds. I’m on three kinds of drops for my eyes and fluoxetine aka Prozac for my anxiety/depression. I need two prescriptions for the fluoxetine as I take a 20mg and a 10 mg pill every day. The two prescriptions are not synchronized. I wonder if I could talk to the pharmacy and get them to get them in sync or at least backstreet boys.
Good timing, there’s been an official announcement and I can tell you that I’m going to be on internet radio station, Folk Music Notebook, run by Ron Olesko. He just launched the Kickstarter. Help get me on the radio and pledge. Just click on the logo.
You’ll get to hear all the great artists that I right about here. The hard part is knowing where to start. There are so many. I’m leaning now towards starting with Karine Polwart because I just discovered her and I’ve been listening to her entire catalogue. Or I could start with an old favorite. This is going to be very much like my You Probably Haven’t Heard list. I will get to exercise my natural inclination to be an evangelist in a new medium. I wonder if Ron would be OK with me including idiot stories. My guess is, no. You’ll have to keep coming here for that. Too bad I can’t use the perfect title for my segments, Idiot’s Delight as that will always be Vin’s.
Wise Madness 