I Am Squints

In the movie "The Sandlot" (referenced in my last blog, so I'm just going with it here) "Squints Palledorous launches himself to the bottom of the swimming pool after years of watching Wendy Peffercorn, the lifeguard rubbing and oiling herself (she knew damn well the boys couldn't help but stare).  Wendy jumps in after Squints and begins mouth to mouth resuscitation - all part of Squints' plan.  He plants a big kiss and walks taller that day.

Today I am walking taller.  After putting myself out there by agreeing to cook for twenty-four people a menu of filet mignon with three mushroom sauce, rosemary-garlic potatoes, bread with lemon-parsley compound butter... I am Squints.

With awesome help from: Tom, Toby, Brian, Tom and Scott we cooked for and served 24 mothers and sons and they left for the dance smiling, happy, and satisfied.  Chicks dig that.

My favorite part is stopping amidst the chaos to enjoy the laughing, smiling faces and the sounds of the dinner plates as the forks are reloaded for another bite of yumm.  We dads hit the obligatory high-fives and soaked in the revelry.  Then got busy plating dessert, pouring wine, refilling water glasses and serving.

For those who asked, here is a rough sketch of how to do the sauce:

Make the sauce the day before, because feeding that many is too difficult to handle every task.  Chop 3 large shallots and saute in butter about five minutes, add chopped shiitake, cremini, portabella mushrooms (about half-pound each) and cook medium-high for 10 more minutes.  Add half bottle of good red wine and reduce heat to medium.  Simmer that until volume of liquid is down to about one-third of total.  Now add 3 cups of low sodium beef broth and simmer that until reduced to half.  At that point I cooled and stored the sauce.

Next day I brought it up to heat slowly and added fresh rosemary and just before serving, adjusted the salt and pepper to taste.  Whisk in a little butter (that's called mounting) and you're ready to go.

The other one that people asked about was the compound butter.  This is a cool thing because you can serve it with bread or vegetables.  OR you can put a little on top of a nice piece of fish or even a steak.  As it melts it turns into its own yummy sauce!  I know!  How cool!

Soften one stick of butter and add the zest of one lemon.  Chop a handful of fresh parsley and stir well.  It will still be soft, so spoon that onto clear plastic wrap and form it into a long tube.  Twist the ends to close and place it into the fridge so it will firm up again.  When chilled, slice into little disks and serve.

Happy People Eating Good Food

rock on,

Squints

Put Yourself Out There

Dudes (and Dudettes),

Life is not worth playing it safe all the time.  Do you remember in the movie "The Sandlot" when "Squints" plans to drown himself in the pool just to have the lifeguard give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?  He took a chance and became a hero that day.

We are not given confidence - it is only earned when we challenge ourselves.  "Squints" walked a little taller that day.

I am going to walk taller in one week or I am going to fall flat on my goofy face.  Here is my challenge.  I volunteered to cook for what I thought was a group of ten people.  It turned out to be twenty-four.  But wait.  It gets worse.  I am cooking petite fillet with mushroom sauce, rosemary-garlic baked potatoes with a lemon compound butter, and I hope to have a nice dessert in there for after the meal and before the dance.

Here's the background.  Every year the high school has a mother-son dance and every year the dancers go out to eat at a local restaurant prior to arriving at the dance.  The highlight of the evening is never the meal - in fact very often the guys get very little to eat and they are rushed.  Not a great way to start the festivities.

This year one of the moms suggested doing an elegant meal at home, without the rush and stress for all the guys - and wouldn't you know it - in a heartbeat I volunteered to cook for everybody.

Now why the hell would I do something like that?  Dude, number one: I never go to these dances - I have sons, no daughters, number two: I know how to cook, number three: my wife and son are going and I want them to have fun and by the way I happen to know  that "Chicks Dig Guys That Cook"!  Oh!  So there you have it - I am putting myself out there.  Cooking for 24 people is quite likely going to be a freaking train wreck.  (Or I could be a freaking legend...)

I want you to put yourself out there too.  It is worth the risk to become a legend - the guy that can be counted on. 

I will do my best to make this a success.  If I fail, I will still have lived the thrill of that roller-coaster ride - but I will be the guy that peed all over himself, stepping out of the ride with kids laughing hysterically at me. 

Keep you posted...