Eat, drink, and be very very merry

Posted By on July 2, 2008 at 1:24 pm

On Monday I received a package from Amazon which contained pure gold… smothered in beef fat:

Written by Steve Graham of Hog on Ice (one of my all-time and ongoing favorite blogs) this hilarious paean to food that’s bad for you but so very, very good deserves a place in any man’s library.
Any man who’s not a wuss, that is. If tofu is your favorite protein and if the price of arugula concerns you, you should probably put the book down and see your doctor about getting testosterone shots before reading, lest your head explode.
This is a hugely expanded, revised and refined version of Steve’s same-titled self-published book from a few years ago. If you happen to have that older version, get this one; you won’t regret it.
I had palpitations just reading it, before I even set foot in the kitchen.



I had a bit of a dilemma. After screaming through the first 100 pages in a day and a half — it’s hard to put down — I was inspired to spend some time in the kitchen. So yesterday I cooked up four pounds of breakfast sausage to use in recipes. When it was all cooked, even after the cup-and-a-half of delicious, wonderful, marvelous sausage grease was rendered out, I still had about half a pound more sausage than could fit into the storage container for refrigeration.
Which raised the question, should I have kept the grease mixed with the remaining sausage, or should I just have had a mug of it on the side as a chaser?
As a followup, I later cooked up three pounds of bacon, also to use in other recipes. Mmmm… bacon grease. I’m sure I’ll find a use for it all.
It’s a very good thing that the nurse I’m dating has Emergency Room experience.
Buy the book. You’ll laugh at the terrific writing, and you might learn a thing or two about real food.

Comments

2 Responses to “Eat, drink, and be very very merry”

  1. Me says:

    Hmmm…I have no sympathy for those who clog their arteries on purpose. And, an ICU nurse with no sympathy is not a good thing.

  2. Thanks, Russ. Try not to kill yourself with it.