My parents, who live in Eden Prairie MN, are remodeling the
master bathroom. My father, who just turned 57 and is semi-retired, enlisted my
help under the guise of “teaching me a life skill” to help with the endeavor.
Added to all this, I was conscripted (or maybe volunteered) to be the personal
chef of my parents for the week. To me, this meant that I had control over the
menu, and got to cook delicious food for a captive audience with a skillful
sous chef (my mother).
The meals began Monday night, with grilled swordfish that I
coated in a pineapple habanero glaze. I painted strips of zucchini and yellow
squash with a combination of olive oil, A-1, Worcestershire sauce, salt, and pepper
and grilled them, turning only once to get nicely defined grill marks. I also
made a chop salad with romaine lettuce, tomatoes, shredded carrots, slivered
onion, cucumber, edamame, and topped with blue cheese. A citrus vinaigrette
with lemon and lime juice, with just a hint of mirin to mirror the lightness of
the swordfish’s marinate topped the salad. All of this was paired with a French
vouvray, light, fresh, with notes of lemon and apple.

Wednesday was a practice run for my entry for a grill off
competition next week. I thawed ahi tuna, then let it marinade it in half soy
sauce and half honey for ten minutes. I rolled the steaks in black and white
sesame seeds and seared them on the grill (my father’s grill has an infrared
back burned that lets the grill get to 600-700 degrees). The seeds burned a
bit, so I may have to reconsider coating before searing. Further, the tuna
could have marinated for a bit longer as the marinade flavor didn’t really come
through. I paired the fish with grilled eggplant that I drizzled with the
remainder of the marinade sauce. The honey caramelized and burned a bit, giving
a tasty outer char. Lastly, I tossed some orange and yellow peppers in a ponzu
sauce with just a little fresh ground sea salt and gave them a char on the
grill as well.
Day three of my willful culinary servitude was 15/30 tiger
shrimp, peeled, and marinated in pesto with a little extra salt, lemon, and
olive oil and were grilled (sensing a theme yet?). I would have also grilled
the asparagus that was one of the sides, but the stalks were a bit thin and I
didn’t want them to burn, so they were steamed and topped with a bit of butter
and truffle salt. Reminiscing to my time in Nashville, I made grits, but 1/3 of
the cooking liquid was a rendered turkey dripping I found in the fridge, just
asking to be used. I also added a Colby jack cheese, making the grits creamier
but also providing a bright orange coloration.
I’m a sucker for leftovers. In fact, I usually cook enough
to have the meal for at least lunch the next day. That said, the leftover
asparagus was chopped along with some of the bone honey ham and I sautéed both
of those, adding beaten egg and Dubliner cheese (my parents get it in a huge
block from Cosco) and I had a delicious omelet. Paired with pineapple, mango,
and toasted coconut over plain greek yogurt with some PG Tips English tea, and that’s
what I call breakfast.
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