When I was a little girl, my mother would make blue cheese dressing, and she would give me a little piece of cheese. It was never enough. When I grew up, and I looked at the price of blue cheese, I could see why. Then, I moved to Glendale, where blue cheese is sold off the wheel, and is a lot less expensive. Finally, I can have as much blue cheese as I want!
When I first met my friend Chef John Farion, he took his ex-wife, his sister Katherine, and me to a nice restaurant on Melrose. His friend was chef there, and I had a lovely steak with blue cheese sauce. It was heavenly, and I have adapted it to my own kitchen. I’ll be posting it next time I make it.
So, last night, I really wanted to come up with that same taste when I was making blue cheese burgers. I realized it would have to be the sauce that did it, and it was a hit!
Yesterday was very interesting. My friend Josef asked me to come with him to see something new in Encino, and also promised me breakfast.
Since this blog is mostly about food, let’s talk about breakfast first.
More than Waffles
Encino is an interesting place, as it is dominated by Ventura Boulevard, and if you are a merchant, and you want to be successful, your business almost has to be on Ventura Boulevard. It’s been that way since the Tonngva Indians settled the area thousands of years ago. Ventura Boulevard was part of the original El Camino Real, and was a popular stop for clergy on way to various Missions on the route.
Josef told me there was a breakfast place right downstairs from where we were. I wasn’t too excited, thinking it would be a little hole in the wall, office workers’ cafeteria. I was wrong! More Than Waffles has outdoor seating, is very popular, and has a lovely interior. Continue reading →
Last night my girl friend Amber came over for girl talk, and since there were no adult libations in the house, we went to our local Armenian liquor store to get something.
Amber likes vodka, and the Armenian store is the place to go, since vodka is very popular with Armenians. It seems that every type of vodka made in the world is available in the Armenian liquor store, with myriad flavors, and whimsical bottles. We got a citrus flavored variety since I had a large can of tomato juice in the refrigerator. I also have a large sweet Italian basil plant.
I had watered my sweet Italian basil plant and it was sitting on the counter. You know where this is going, huh? Me too. These drinks turned out really tasty, and I think you will want to add them to your next get together.
Recipe: Bloody Margarets
Summary: A take off on Bloody Mary and Margarita Pizza. Fresh basil anyone?
8 whole basil leaves
2 cups citrus or other good vodka
1 large can tomato juice
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon Tabasco sauce
Moisten the lip of four tall glasses, then crust the edges in garlic pepper. If you don’t have garlic pepper, or don’t like pepper rimmed drinks, you can skip this step.
Put ice in each glass, and one whole basil leaf in each glass.
Put the vodka, tomato juice, Worcestershire, Tabasco and remaining ice in a nice pitcher. Rub the basil leaves together in your hands to release the oils, then roll up and slice finely in a Chiffonade. Add that to the pitcher and stir. Check for seasoning, adding more Tabasco or Worcestershire as needed.
Pour this into the tall glasses and serve. There should be more left in the pitcher for refills.
You can make this in a pitcher or in individual tall glasses. The directions here are for a pitcher. This recipe is for four adults.
If you have little ones at home, who would like to have some, put the vodka directly into the glasses and not the pitcher.
My friend, and former chef at Birds in Hollywood, Chef John Farion had come over on Saturday and changed the door on my refrigerator. It had opened on the left hand side. All the refrigerators I have previously had have opened on the right side, and it had taken a while to get used to this one opening on the left. Continue reading →
Usually on the Annual Cruise Night in Glendale, I usually cook up a bunch of Route 66 food, invite friends over, and then walk over to Cruise Night. This year was a little different, so only Spane, and Amber’s children went. I didn’t have people over, but Spane and I both like chicken wings. Continue reading →