Dear 2011, Thanks for Everything, Lindsay.
Last year, I had a big to-do. There were lots of gregarious friends strewn about my apartment, lots of bubbles, lots of painstakingly hand-rolled gnocchi - and slightly later on, lots of dancing, paper crowns, cheers, oceans of bubbles and the occasional broken glass.
This year, to avoid all of the hullabaloo, we decided to make a dinner at my apartment and then hastily find a plan for later on. It was quiet and reflective, but for the muffled dubstep emanating from the apartment downstairs. Not to get Chicken Soup for the Modern Soul on you all, but it was really (and I use this term reluctantly) nice. Next year I will make bright, shiny, grandiose plans again, but for this not-very-much-of-anything-at-all-year, it was perfect. The best part of all was that we have never even approximated looking quite so bright-eyed and bushy-tailed the next day at dim sum.
A New Year’s Eve Menu for two, or one greedy only child:
Oysters! and lotsandlots of Cava
Foie Gras Parfaits with Madeira Jelly, adapted from The Art of Living According to Joe Beef
Joe Beef’s Spaghetti Homard-Lobster, also adapted from Joe Beef
Gourmet’s Bomboloni with Whisky-Caramel sauce
A lot of wine. A lot.
Although New Years Eve has come and gone, I think this menu is pretty adaptable to any number of special or quotidian occasions, as well as seasons. The flavour of the food is furthermore enhanced by such songs as:*
“2 Become 1” - If you even have to ask, you’re in the wrong place.
“Just the Two of Us” - Marvin Gaye and Kim Weston, or the Will Smith version, if you’re not a purist.
“Eat for Two” - 10,000 Maniacs
“World of 2” - Cake
* I actually fervently recommend that you don’t listen to any of these songs on New Years Eve (or any other time, for that matter).
Recipes and other musings will be posted soon (depending on your definition of soon - my spotty history of posting belies any attempts at excuses).