Wednesday, September 29, 2010

When I travel, I miss my kitchen. When I'm in my kitchen, I feel like travelling. Go figure.



I just got back from touring with my band, and realized I've barely cooked anything in the last three months. We spent most of the summer in the studio at all hours, and the rest of the time was spent organizing and booking. In all honesty, I'm not really sure what I've been living on for the last few months. Coffee, peanut butter toast, mixed greens, poached eggs with spinach, apples, almonds and hot dogs mostly. It's a mildly embarrassing admission.

By the time we got home last week, I was aching to eat something that I made with my very own hands, so I made a big batch of bison shepherd's pie, which mysteriously disappeared overnight (hmmm)... comfort food has a way of doing that in most houses... ours is no exception.

I've made some soup, and a stir fry or two, but I really haven't made anything racy in a ridiculously long time. Even longer since I blogged about it.

I managed to pick up a nice duck for $12 last night and decided I would do something interesting. I'd been thinking about brining and Thanksgiving and what have you and then realized I've never brined a duck. I also came across a recipe for tea smoked duck with blueberry sauce yesterday, but it seemed like way more effort than I am currently willing to make.

So at this very moment there is a duck submerged in a bunch of salted brine spiked with Earl Gray tea, sake, garlic, ginger and vanilla sitting in my fridge. I have a Greek recipe for duck breast with pomegranate that I've been meaning to try for ages, but going off on a tangent as I usually do instead of actually making it, I've been thinking of slathering the duck with a pomegranate molasses glaze, but then again I have an amazing jar of apple butter sitting in my fridge. This is going to be a tough decision, but luckily I don't have to make it until tomorrow night.

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