GodDAMN.

People, I am so fucking brilliant, because do you know what I just made for dinner? Short ribs. And do you know what the most delicious food in the world is? Short ribs. OH MY GOD.

A few weeks ago when Father Hook was in town, Lefty and I had dinner with him and his colleague at the Noho Star, and we both ordered a salad comprised of very tender short ribs glazed with a Chinesey sauce–lots of hoisin–along with goat cheese, avocado, and greens. A. IS THAT EVEN LEGAL? and B. CAN I HAVE THAT AT HOME?

Today I put two pounds of short ribs in a pot with

• a couple of tablespoons of black bean sauce
• a couple of tablespoons of hoisin sauce
• a little bit of five-spice powder
• less than half a cup of soy sauce
• a similar amount of mirin (Yeah, yeah, not Chinese. Can’t a girl freestyle?)
• two cloves of garlic, crushed
• a thumb-sized piece ginger, sliced
• water to cover

and simmered them for a long time. (Two hours?) Then I took them out of the cooking liquid, got rid of the fat and bones, put them in a Pyrex dish and coated them with more hoisin, and baked them in a 400 degree oven for ten minutes. Meanwhile I made a salad with arugula, crumbled goat cheese, and avocado, and dressed it with sesame oil, rice vinegar, and big salt. And finally, I took those bitches out of the oven, put them on top, and wept, because I had made something perfect.

If you are smart, you will do as I have done, except you will double all the amounts.

by Pistol Whip | 11 December 2007 | cookery, rapture | Comments