I was having my parents over for dinner one night and I wanted to make a beef roast as I had bought a beef fillet and needed to make sandwiches for Mr NQN for the coming week. I figured that half of it would be eaten for dinner with plenty of leftovers for lunch. And then a recipe from a couple of years popped in my head. It was during a trip to Canada that I tried succotash, previously only known in relation to the saying "sufferin' succotash." I had never tasted it before but based on the idea that it was linked with suffering, I thought that it might not be very good. Oh how I was wrong. For corn lovers like me, it is the ultimate corn recipe. Full of juicy corn kernels, little flavour pops of bacon and capsicum and finished with cream which is a great partner for corn, it is the kind of thing that had me asking the chef Blair Lebsack for the recipe, which he kindly furnished.
To go with this, I wanted more vegetables and this season's bounty of parsnips was the next item. I know people love or hate parsnips-they have that distinctive taste to them but cream just about anything and it's good. When I worked in North Sydney there was a shop where I used to buy creamed spinach for lunch for an extra special treat and I wanted to recreate it. The parsnips do have a hint of that distinctive taste but it's not overwhelming and the baby spinach adds an easy goodness and texture to the dish and makes for a wonderful side dish.
Before they arrived, I was in the shower singing. Mr NQN hates me singing and is very sensitive to sound. Unfortunately the way that I love to sing is like a demented opera singer-the higher the better and I swear that I might be able to reach an out of tune dog pitch at times. So there I was having a shower and singing "Haaaapppy Biiiiirthday To Yooooouuu!" as high as I could. I thought that I was safe-the window was closed but then Mr NQN walked into the bathroom.
"Did you hear that?" he said his eyes shining with excitement. I looked back at him, bewildered. "What, me singing?" I asked him.
"No after you finished someone started cheering!" he said laughing. "They yelled out 'Woohooooo!!!!'"
I turned off the water and grabbed my towel. "I have a.... fan?" I said grinning excitedly. I finally had someone out there, somewhere that appreciated my dubious singing talent.
My parents had no idea why I was grinning like a mad woman when I served them dinner. A dinner that they usually wouldn't eat as they usually eat Chinese food every single day and night. It's not that they don't like roasts, they do, but they never make them and the idea of creamed parsnips and spinach and corn succotash were completely new to them.
"Can you believe I have a fan of my singing?" I asked everyone while eating dinner.
They looked at each other before forking another mouthful, their responses masked with the food. I'm sure they couldn't believe it either ;)
So tell me Dear Reader, can you sing? And have you ever tried succotash?
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