Monday, October 19, 2020
Today I’m grateful for sons who can cook. And boy can they! Some of the best meals I’ve ever eaten have been from them.
My mom was an okay cook, but mostly the basics, like meat and potatoes. She could knock out a turkey or meatloaf, but we rarely had mashed potatoes because my dad didn’t like them. You didn’t need a tooth in your head to eat a vegetable she cooked because they were always mush. But her pies could have won awards. In cooking it’s all about balance.
I consider myself a pretty decent cook. I like a lot of different types of food, so that helps and while I’m able to follow a recipe, I’m also pretty confident to monitor and adjust them to suit my particular taste. It’s fun. It’s also a lot of work. I KNOW how much work it is, so I really appreciate it when someone else makes a meal for me. Especially an outstanding one.
We went to our youngest son’s house for dinner last night. He said, “We’re having brisket, unless it doesn’t turn out. Then we’ll order pizza!” As if! I’ve never seen him fail while cooking. Indeed, his teenage daughter teased him mercilessly about the amount of internet research he did getting ready to smoke that brisket. His wife said he could have written a dissertation on it.
He stayed up to put it on the smoker at midnight, low and slow, then did something else to it at three a.m. but I can’t remember what. Then he was up at six worrying over it some more. That’s a lot of commitment. And boy was it worth it! For me anyway, but I wasn’t the one fretting over it.
It slow cooked, came off the smoker, got wrapped in foil and tucked in for a nap in the cooler to keep it hot, then went back on the smoker in the foil, came off I don’t know how much later, got wrapped in a couple of towels and went in for another nap. I needed a nap just hearing about the process.
We had our Anniversary dinner at Joseph Ambler Inn, one of the best restaurants around. This was better!!! Much better! Not only was the brisket the best I’ve ever had, but with the amazing sides his wife made, it was the best meal I’ve had in a long, long time.
It total comfort food! Hearty and rich Mac ‘n cheese, an incredible cauliflower-pumpkin-gruyere cheese casserole, and roasted veggies were all yummy. But that brisket? Oh my! Perfection! And even though it was laced with spices and flavor, which I love. . .Himself liked it, too. Miracle of miracles.
So right here, right now, I declare that my sons are better cooks than I am! Even better than I ever was and because they have no fear about experimenting, I’m happy to pass that mantle on to them.
I’ll say it over and over again so that they continue to cook! I’m hoping they’ll feed us in our twilight years, which, apparently are here! And I’ll be holding a warm fuzzy in my heart over that amazing brisket for a long time. Really good food is like that, especially when it’s made by a son. BING! Heartprint!