Had these at dinner last night and can't wait to try a copycat recipe out at home.
YUMMO
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Blue Plate Meatloaf with Bacon Gravy
From the Blue Plate Diner in San Francisco
The meat loaf:
2 tsp. bacon fat or butter
1 medium onion diced small
5 cloves garlic minced
2/3 cups breadcrumbs
pinch of dried thyme
2 tsp. minced fresh sage
3 tbsp. chopped fresh italian parsley
1 1/2 tsp. chopped fresh thyme
3/4 tsp dijon mustard
1/2 cup whole milk
2 eggs
pinch cayenne pepper
1/4 cup + 2 tbsp. ketchup
2 tsp. worcestshire sauce
3/4 tsp. red wine vinegar
3/4 tsp. ground black pepper
2 tsp. salt
a few drops tabasco sauce
1 lb. ground beef
5 ounces ground pork
The gravy:
4 strips thick-cut smoked bacon
2 tbsp. butter
1 tbsp. olive oil
1 shallot thinly sliced
2 cloves garlic thinly sliced
1 tsp. fresh thyme chopped
3/4 cup dry white wine
2 1/2 cups chicken stock
For the meat loaf:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray a 5 by 9 inch pan with nonstick spray. In a saute pan, add bacon fat or butter, onion and garlic, and cook over medium heat, until onion has softened, about 5 minutes. Take care not to carmelize the onions. Remove from pan and reserve. In a large bowl, combine the remaining ingredients except the meat. Let sit for 5 minutes, which allows the crumbs to absorb the wet mix and soften, preventing the loaf from cracking.
Add the meat and onion mixture to the bowl and mix by hand until well combined. Transfer the mixture to the greased loaf pan and bake for 45 minutes, rotating the pan half way through the cooking time. Let cool before unmolding.
For the gravy:
In a large shallow saute pan over medium low heat, cook bacon with 1 tbsp. butter, the olive oil, shallot, garlic, and thyme. Add white wine, bring to a simmer and reduce for about 4 to 5 minutes to cook off the alcohol. Add the chicken stock and reduce by half. Stir in the remaining tbsp. butter and serve over the meatloaf.
Serves: 6-8
Total time: 1 1/2 hours
Susan's Notes:
We made this last night.
The meatloaf was good, nothing extraordinary, but the GRAVY is what made this recipe a winner! We used a “real” smoked applewood bacon (as opposed to a “sprayed on” hickory flavoring).
We doubled the recipe, and kind of eyeballed some of the ingredients (i.e. 2 eggs instead of 4, a little less milk than called for, cut the garlic in half, used poultry seasoning instead of some of the herbs called for).
One mistake we made was doing a single recipe of the gravy, because we had no idea how good it would be!
Even though we simmered it down, it was still a little thin for our taste, so we made a slurry out of cornstarch and water and thickened it up a bit.
This gravy will make it’s appearance again and again in our house!
The meat loaf:
2 tsp. bacon fat or butter
1 medium onion diced small
5 cloves garlic minced
2/3 cups breadcrumbs
pinch of dried thyme
2 tsp. minced fresh sage
3 tbsp. chopped fresh italian parsley
1 1/2 tsp. chopped fresh thyme
3/4 tsp dijon mustard
1/2 cup whole milk
2 eggs
pinch cayenne pepper
1/4 cup + 2 tbsp. ketchup
2 tsp. worcestshire sauce
3/4 tsp. red wine vinegar
3/4 tsp. ground black pepper
2 tsp. salt
a few drops tabasco sauce
1 lb. ground beef
5 ounces ground pork
The gravy:
4 strips thick-cut smoked bacon
2 tbsp. butter
1 tbsp. olive oil
1 shallot thinly sliced
2 cloves garlic thinly sliced
1 tsp. fresh thyme chopped
3/4 cup dry white wine
2 1/2 cups chicken stock
For the meat loaf:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray a 5 by 9 inch pan with nonstick spray. In a saute pan, add bacon fat or butter, onion and garlic, and cook over medium heat, until onion has softened, about 5 minutes. Take care not to carmelize the onions. Remove from pan and reserve. In a large bowl, combine the remaining ingredients except the meat. Let sit for 5 minutes, which allows the crumbs to absorb the wet mix and soften, preventing the loaf from cracking.
Add the meat and onion mixture to the bowl and mix by hand until well combined. Transfer the mixture to the greased loaf pan and bake for 45 minutes, rotating the pan half way through the cooking time. Let cool before unmolding.
For the gravy:
In a large shallow saute pan over medium low heat, cook bacon with 1 tbsp. butter, the olive oil, shallot, garlic, and thyme. Add white wine, bring to a simmer and reduce for about 4 to 5 minutes to cook off the alcohol. Add the chicken stock and reduce by half. Stir in the remaining tbsp. butter and serve over the meatloaf.
Serves: 6-8
Total time: 1 1/2 hours
Susan's Notes:
We made this last night.
The meatloaf was good, nothing extraordinary, but the GRAVY is what made this recipe a winner! We used a “real” smoked applewood bacon (as opposed to a “sprayed on” hickory flavoring).
We doubled the recipe, and kind of eyeballed some of the ingredients (i.e. 2 eggs instead of 4, a little less milk than called for, cut the garlic in half, used poultry seasoning instead of some of the herbs called for).
One mistake we made was doing a single recipe of the gravy, because we had no idea how good it would be!
Even though we simmered it down, it was still a little thin for our taste, so we made a slurry out of cornstarch and water and thickened it up a bit.
This gravy will make it’s appearance again and again in our house!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
It Comes In Threes?
It was a long week.
My sister and bro-in-law pastor a small church in Arkansas. They have really good friends from their Air Force days. I met the family at my niece's wedding a few years ago. I was especially impressed with the daughter, who was about 18. She radiated Jesus' love in everything she did (helping prepare for the wedding, cleaning the frig, cooking and feeding hoards of people). All with a smile all the time.
She was accidentially shot and killed by her husband. They were newlyweds of less than three months.
Then my daughter called to tell me that one of her daughter's classmates had died unexpectedly at home.
And if that wasn't enough, she called me back to say that her husband's cousins daughter had died in a hiking accident. She was 20.
Sometimes you just don't understand.
My sister and bro-in-law pastor a small church in Arkansas. They have really good friends from their Air Force days. I met the family at my niece's wedding a few years ago. I was especially impressed with the daughter, who was about 18. She radiated Jesus' love in everything she did (helping prepare for the wedding, cleaning the frig, cooking and feeding hoards of people). All with a smile all the time.
She was accidentially shot and killed by her husband. They were newlyweds of less than three months.
Then my daughter called to tell me that one of her daughter's classmates had died unexpectedly at home.
And if that wasn't enough, she called me back to say that her husband's cousins daughter had died in a hiking accident. She was 20.
Sometimes you just don't understand.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
CONFESSIONS OF A REGIFTER
There, I said it.
I'm a regifter.
Born into it.
Lived it my whole life.
Delving deep into my psyche would probably discover the reasons why.
I came from a large family where money was always a scarce commodity.
I didn't find any joy in buying birthday presents for my friends. That shopping "trip" went like this:
"Mom, Kathee invited me to her birthday party Saturday."
"OK, let's look in the closet and see what I have."
I didn't discover the joy of shopping for others until years later.
And even then, somehow I didn't realize that when I regifted I was robbing them of the pleasure of giving.
I always opened a gift with one thought lingering in the back of my mind, "Who could I give this to?", thus saving me that elusive spare cash for mundane things like rent, food, doctor bills.
In the last few years, this has happily changed for me.
I opened boxes containing earrings, pulling them off their cardboard backing and putting them on. I uncorked the bottles of wine and consumed them. I delved into the cookies and candies. I took the scarves and gloves and ripped off the tags and started wearing them. I proudly wrote my name inside the books, forever removing the temptation to regift them. I used the Starbucks card, instead of sending it on to a friend. I lit the candles.
I opened.
I used.
I enjoyed.
I have seen the light----I now consider myself a reformed regifter------because I am worth all these gifts chosen just for me!
My favorite quote from Dr. Northrup:
I do enough
I have enough
I AM enough
I'm a regifter.
Born into it.
Lived it my whole life.
Delving deep into my psyche would probably discover the reasons why.
I came from a large family where money was always a scarce commodity.
I didn't find any joy in buying birthday presents for my friends. That shopping "trip" went like this:
"Mom, Kathee invited me to her birthday party Saturday."
"OK, let's look in the closet and see what I have."
I didn't discover the joy of shopping for others until years later.
And even then, somehow I didn't realize that when I regifted I was robbing them of the pleasure of giving.
I always opened a gift with one thought lingering in the back of my mind, "Who could I give this to?", thus saving me that elusive spare cash for mundane things like rent, food, doctor bills.
In the last few years, this has happily changed for me.
I opened boxes containing earrings, pulling them off their cardboard backing and putting them on. I uncorked the bottles of wine and consumed them. I delved into the cookies and candies. I took the scarves and gloves and ripped off the tags and started wearing them. I proudly wrote my name inside the books, forever removing the temptation to regift them. I used the Starbucks card, instead of sending it on to a friend. I lit the candles.
I opened.
I used.
I enjoyed.
I have seen the light----I now consider myself a reformed regifter------because I am worth all these gifts chosen just for me!
My favorite quote from Dr. Northrup:
I do enough
I have enough
I AM enough
Sunday, January 04, 2009
RESOLVED: To Be Present
For several years now, I have realized the importance of "being in the moment"----to "be present" no matter what I am doing.
This was illustrated quite profoundly last week when I went to Sea World with our daughter and three grandgirls.
There was a young man sitting in the row in front of us at the Viva show.
Quite the multitasker he was.
With one hand he had his camcorder pointed at the action on the stage (or should I say water). The other hand was busily texting away on his cellphone. Somehow he had his map of the park spread across his lap, and was studying that, too.
Yeah, he thinks. When I get home tonight I can watch the tape.
What he didn't realize was something I could easily see sitting in the elevated seat behind him. The camcorder was pointed so that the heads of the performer had been cut off. What he was videotaping was virtually worthless.
He had missed the show, both live, and later, on tape.
How many of us go through life like this?
When I was much younger and my now grown-children-with-children-of-their-own were young, I wished much of their life away. When they learned to (fill in the blank----sleep through the night, walk, talk......) life would be easier. Always wanting them to fast forward through whatever awkward stage they were going through.
How much joy and happiness I let slip through my fingers.
With the sand in my hourglass fuller on the bottom these days, I strive not to make that error with what time I have left.
Resolve to be present in your life in 2009!
This was illustrated quite profoundly last week when I went to Sea World with our daughter and three grandgirls.
There was a young man sitting in the row in front of us at the Viva show.
Quite the multitasker he was.
With one hand he had his camcorder pointed at the action on the stage (or should I say water). The other hand was busily texting away on his cellphone. Somehow he had his map of the park spread across his lap, and was studying that, too.
Yeah, he thinks. When I get home tonight I can watch the tape.
What he didn't realize was something I could easily see sitting in the elevated seat behind him. The camcorder was pointed so that the heads of the performer had been cut off. What he was videotaping was virtually worthless.
He had missed the show, both live, and later, on tape.
How many of us go through life like this?
When I was much younger and my now grown-children-with-children-of-their-own were young, I wished much of their life away. When they learned to (fill in the blank----sleep through the night, walk, talk......) life would be easier. Always wanting them to fast forward through whatever awkward stage they were going through.
How much joy and happiness I let slip through my fingers.
With the sand in my hourglass fuller on the bottom these days, I strive not to make that error with what time I have left.
Resolve to be present in your life in 2009!
Thursday, January 01, 2009
The Start of 2009
Ah, come on friends, you KNOW there is a story here!
Spent the last day of 2008 at Sea World here in San Antonio with our daughter and three grandgirls, aged 3-7. We stopped at Cracker Barrel on the way for our traditional breakfast. After Sea World was done, we met her hubby (who had to work) at one of the first restaurants they ever took me to, "Cha Cha's".
Started with their premium margaritas at $27 per pitcher. They are simply the best margarita I've ever had. Smooth as silk.
Then on to the chips and nicely spiced salsa.
Gorditas were next, served with beans and rice. One ground beef, one pork.
Good stuff.
Got home about 7pm Suddenly extremely tired -- and can you believe that walking around Sea World for 6 hours only got me 7,000 steps on my new pedometer?
Decided to forgo any New Years Eve's festivities, and went to bed.
Woke up at 5 minutes after the beginning of the new year praying........to the porcelain god in the bathroom. Well, actually I was sitting on the porcelain throne with a bucket (the wastebasket) in my lap.
First the margaritas
Then the breakfast
Then the mexican food
Crawled back into bed, only to repeat the whole scenario every 20-30 minutes through the night.
Soon it was once an hour, and now I am pleased to report it's been three hours since any incidents.
I have consumed a bottle of water, a bottle of gatorade and six saltine crackers.
Think this could be the start of a new diet for 2009?
Hope your New Years Day started with much more fun than did mine.
Happy New Year!
Susan
Spent the last day of 2008 at Sea World here in San Antonio with our daughter and three grandgirls, aged 3-7. We stopped at Cracker Barrel on the way for our traditional breakfast. After Sea World was done, we met her hubby (who had to work) at one of the first restaurants they ever took me to, "Cha Cha's".
Started with their premium margaritas at $27 per pitcher. They are simply the best margarita I've ever had. Smooth as silk.
Then on to the chips and nicely spiced salsa.
Gorditas were next, served with beans and rice. One ground beef, one pork.
Good stuff.
Got home about 7pm Suddenly extremely tired -- and can you believe that walking around Sea World for 6 hours only got me 7,000 steps on my new pedometer?
Decided to forgo any New Years Eve's festivities, and went to bed.
Woke up at 5 minutes after the beginning of the new year praying........to the porcelain god in the bathroom. Well, actually I was sitting on the porcelain throne with a bucket (the wastebasket) in my lap.
First the margaritas
Then the breakfast
Then the mexican food
Crawled back into bed, only to repeat the whole scenario every 20-30 minutes through the night.
Soon it was once an hour, and now I am pleased to report it's been three hours since any incidents.
I have consumed a bottle of water, a bottle of gatorade and six saltine crackers.
Think this could be the start of a new diet for 2009?
Hope your New Years Day started with much more fun than did mine.
Happy New Year!
Susan
Sunday, December 28, 2008
The Longest Day
This takes the cake as my longest trip to TX.
Left our home in SAC at 4pm Christmas afternoon, to arrive a the airport 90 minutes early as recommended.
Flight was on time. Settled in at the gate, flight was on time.
Started to read the latest Nicholas Sparks novel.
Glanced up at the counter, and the flight suddenly showed a delay of 1 1/2 hrs!
Scheduled for a 6pm departure, finally left SAC at 7:45.
Arrived in Vegas at 9:10, boarded at quarter of 10. Then waited on the tarmac for a while, then had to be de-iced.
Turbulence, not extremely bad, but enough to keep the flight attendants strapped in for most of the flight. Finally got peanuts and a glass of water about 45 minutes before landing in TX.
By the time we got the luggage and drove home and crawled into bed it was quarter to 4 TX time. Allowing for the 2 hr time difference -- almost 12 hours after I left CA.
But at least I didn't fall on my head this time.
Left our home in SAC at 4pm Christmas afternoon, to arrive a the airport 90 minutes early as recommended.
Flight was on time. Settled in at the gate, flight was on time.
Started to read the latest Nicholas Sparks novel.
Glanced up at the counter, and the flight suddenly showed a delay of 1 1/2 hrs!
Scheduled for a 6pm departure, finally left SAC at 7:45.
Arrived in Vegas at 9:10, boarded at quarter of 10. Then waited on the tarmac for a while, then had to be de-iced.
Turbulence, not extremely bad, but enough to keep the flight attendants strapped in for most of the flight. Finally got peanuts and a glass of water about 45 minutes before landing in TX.
By the time we got the luggage and drove home and crawled into bed it was quarter to 4 TX time. Allowing for the 2 hr time difference -- almost 12 hours after I left CA.
But at least I didn't fall on my head this time.
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