“A Cook in Brooklyn”

About a year ago I was made Extemely Neurotic by being asked if I had a “signature dish.” No, I did not. Was I supposed to have a Signature Dish? Did everyone else have one? Thank god Pistol was around to say something like, “I hate that question!” But then I thought, is there something wrong with me that I’ve never been asked before?

Enter Pork and Hominy Stew. It is the most delicious, satisfying, simple thing in the whole world. I made it like three times in February, five times in March, and when I was planning what to make for Big Daddy and his fiancé when they come over for dinner next week, I didn’t have to think twice. Clap clap! Signature dish.

I’m pretty psyched Big Daddy is coming over: I haven’t seen him in a very long time. In fact, I had to find out about his engagement from a third party. Our estrangement is due to the fact that his cat has been in my freezer for over a year, awaiting burial at his father’s house in Pennsylvania. OVER A YEAR. Big Daddy felt so guilty about it that he wriggled away into silence.

I foresee a few jokes about what, exactly, is the meat in my Signature Dish.

by Left Hook | 30 April 2008 | cookery | Comments