Christmas Eve - Rib Roast

Well, Christmas Eve was the cooking day this year. We have decided to have Christmas morning at home with the girls, but also decided, at least for this year, to head to Indiana to visit with family around the middle of Christmas Day. I was torn between making a ham or a beef rib roast, and decided that the rib roast was the best plan. I haven’t put our relatively new oven through much of a workout since it’s arrival in the fall, mostly because we have been battling a string of illnesses in our house, and I have been completely off my game on meal preparations; mostly just phoning it in with staples that are nice, but hardly worth writing about (at least not around the holidays).

I found a great, and simple, guide for cooking a rib roast, and I'd love to meet this "Pops Fassett" some day. I've made a few roasts over the years, but am always looking for a simpler way to get the job done, and done predictably. Trust me, if you plan to make a nice standing rib roast, and you like it cooked perfectly pink with a delicious, crispy edge, this will not let you down. I kept my rub painfully simple. Just some garlic salt, kosher salt, freshly ground pepper, and a small bit of rosemary (under the ribs only). I'm not usually one to just follow directions, and I did tweak Pops' plan a tiny bit, but I didn't need to.

We invited a neighbor to join us, and it was a wonderful meal, with mashed potatoes, steamed broccoli (for which I broke down and made a cheddar cheese sauce - of course, from scratch and with real cheddar), and to make it feel like a real holiday meal, our older daughter had her first time helping her mom roll out the crescent rolls from the tube. Some things are just fine from mass producers, and tubes of bread at holiday meals sure do save a great deal of hassle. 

The Verdict

My wife insisted on a Bordeaux with our meal, and I am glad she did. The one we served had a great peppery nose, and was a great partner for our meal. The meat was tender, cooked just the way I like it (and even met with approval from our older daughter!). It had just the right bit of saltiness, and I'm glad I decided against adding garlic gloves throughout the roast tonight. Simple was just what was needed. The potatoes met with the usual approval from both little ones. I served up a bit of bleu cheese to accentuate the meat, and it was a nice addition. It was a basic meal, but throwing all modesty aside, it was almost perfectly executed. The broccoli was neither too crisp, nor too soggy. The potatoes were a tiny bit heavier than I make most of the time, but I opted for half-and-half over the usual milk, and that made a good bit of difference on all fronts.

I think sticking with a simple, traditional meal and spending the time with a favorite neighbor and my immediate family had a particularly strong appeal for me this year. I've been pained thinking about the losses so many families faced in the wake of the school shooting in CT. I've been thinking of friends who have lost loved ones entirely too soon in life lately, and others coping with serious illnesses, living each day steeped in prayer for something far more basic and precious than gifts under a tree. I've also been acutely aware of the loss in my own life, as this is the first Christmas since my mom's passing. She is sorely missed, and would have been thrilled to enjoy that rib roast with us, I am sure. 

But with whatever melancholy may be swirling about, I am joyful in sharing my younger daughter's first Christmas with her, and especially excited that our older daughter is now at the age where the wonder and excitement come with an understanding of the special-ness of the holiday. Mom would have loved to see them, so in her honor, and with the heavy hearts of so many others in my thoughts, I will hug them tighter tomorrow, relish their joy that much more, and if it is even remotely possible, I will love my family - all my family near and far - that much more on this Christmas Day. 

(Also, look for a posting in a few weeks on beef barley soup. I saved the bones and some meat, and am really looking forward to making that in January).

Ribeye cipollata

I have to give due credit to Raffaele Gironda, my old boss at Raffaele Italian Restaurant in Southern Pines, NC, for inspiring tonight's dinner. Many years ago, before I started working for him, I was a fairly regular patron at his restaurant, and I enjoyed many great steaks (and other dishes) there. Among my favorites was a ribeye cipollata that he would serve that was, and I'm sure still is (even if it isn't on the menu,) simply fabulous. I didn't have, nor did I want particularly large cuts of ribeye for our meal tonight. It isn't a matter of price, as I'm more than willing to pay for a great (and thick) cut of quality beef. Rather, our budget is frequently tightest when it comes to time, and I do strive to cook at least a few fresh meals a week (sparing us endless leftovers at least some of the time), so that means getting it on the table in a half hour or less. 


I broke out the trusty old cast iron skillet tonight, and sauteed some onions (seasoned, and with a splash of beef stock), set them aside, quickly seared the thin cuts of ribeye, and then topped them with the onions and some mozzarella and provolone. A brief trip under the broiler, and there it was; dinner. But as much as I enjoyed it, as quick and easy as this take was, it sure didn't hold up to Raffaele's. It's hard to compare a slap-dash home version of something you love to the real deal, when the real deal was flame grilled, when the onions weren't rushed, and frankly, when someone else was doing the work. I love cooking, sure, but I also like indulging in someone else's great cooking when I can, too. What's more, my wine selection most assuredly pales in comparison to my Calabrian friend's; so much so that I (sadly) took a pass on the wine completely tonight.


The verdict


Don't get me wrong; this was a solid effort, and a really tasty dinner. I hit the onions with just a bit too much salt, but it didn't break things. I also know my audience, so I kept the cheese layer a notch below what I would have liked. We did end up finishing off a few leftover side dishes with this, so in spite of my statement about keeping things fresh, I was only partially successful on that front. 


I am glad the skillet made an appearance tonight. I've not used it nearly enough lately, and I do adore mine. It isn't easy to find one with so amazingly smooth a surface any more, so I will keep mine going as long as humanly possible. I look forward to passing it down to the next generation. I really don't think a kitchen is complete without at least one of these around.


Ultimately, I think I just want to visit NC again about now, pull up a seat at the bar, share a glass of wine with my old friend, talk about old times, and sink my teeth into the dish that inspired me. 

Bacon cheeseburgers

Continuing my "Costco rocks" thread, I have to give proper thanks to them for the Kirkland (store) brand real-crumbled-bacon-in-a-bag that they sell. I have long agreed with the notion that bacon makes most things better, and having it already cooked and ready to add to a dish is really handy. I also like when it incorporates as easily into a dish as it does when making burgers. If you know everyone will want bacon on the burger, why not put it in the burger?

So I did this past Wednesday when I decided to grill up some burgers and dogs.

I also flashed back to some burgers that I recall from my time living at my Uncle Billy's house many years ago. There was some delivery service that used to bring a variety of freezer items, if memory serves me, and among them were pre-made frozen burgers with cheese already mixed in. I loved the concept (and, frankly the burgers), but always felt like too much cheese melted out of such patties when place on the grill. They work fine in a skillet or on a flattop, but on the grill, the cheesy-goodness just tends to melt away.

For my burgers, I decided to make a nice pocket for a nice half-inch thick slice of cheddar, and sealed the burger, bacon included, around the cheese. I had mixed in a hint of barbecue sauce as well, and with a bit of garlic salt and pepper in hand, I cooked these up alongside a nice packet of Hebrew National hot dogs. (I like the casings on their dogs; they work well on the grill or off, and keep just the right amount of snap when you bite into them).

The verdict

A simple meal - burgers and dogs - but I thought is was a nice little twist. The burgers turned out juicy, and the cheese was just melted enough to let a hint break the surface before I removed them from the grill. They were amazingly tasty, simple, and satisfying, as a good burger should be. I had mine with a nice Goose Island ale. Can't wait to make them again.