I’m away at the Game Developers Conference in San Francisco this week. It’s a pretty amazing event with a zillion cool people and I’m looking forward to reporting back on it when I have eventually caught up on the sleeps.
It’s not that homemade naan is especially cumbersome, exactly, but I still resent the effort that goes into making it. I just can’t be bothered with cooking one or two at a time in my largest pan when I want eight or nine on my plate post haste.
It’s delicious. I can’t not make it. A lot of it. Enough for dinner and more to heat up in the microwave later to slather with butter and some garlic. I put it off as long as I can manage and then make as much as I can until I’m annoyed again.
It’s delicious on its own, delicious dipped in thick sauces, delicious as a pizza crust. I bet it would even taste amazing with peanut butter and jelly.
We had a delightfully meat-filled Valentine’s Day in the Qwerty household. Brie spotted a Groupon for a box full of amazing, meaty deals – a variety of filet mignons, pigs in a blanket, lobster tails, chicken fried steaks, twice baked potatoes, cheese cake, and more. There were three different options, and between all of us, we managed to get one of each box.
Welcome to WTF Came in the Mail! (Grunts) It’s a big box. This is my cheat sheet of what’s in here, let’s see if we can figure it out just by looking. Oooh, that’s CHILI! (Reads) “Goodbye dinner time stress, hello fresh?” I already have a veggie box, so I don’t need that. (Reads) “It’s cooler to recycle.” Thank you. That’s just more advertisements. There we go! STEAK SEASONING. These are gourmet franks, I think? $40 gift card for Hello Fresh, but I have one of those. More advertisements. What are these? WHAT ARE THESE? Stuffed sole fillet. Stuffed with… stuffed with scallops and crab meat. An unconditional guarantee that my steaks are steaks I guess? And not… rabbits. Oh. We got beef top sirloin steaks. We can get through these quicker. Maybe not. This one is sealed differently than the others. Beef tenderloin steaks with more guarantees. Ground beef burgers. No guarantees! There are NO guarantees these are ground beef burgers. Hmm? Pork loin chops, boneless. Boneless pork loin chops? What are these? Oh, caramel apple tartlets! No guarantee. And finally, I think, Omaha Steakhouse fries. With a different kind of packaging that makes me open it a different way. OK. And nutritional facts. For all the stuff in the box. And all the stuff not in my box? And an empty ice box. Now I gotta find somewhere to put all of this food. (Sighs). Well, that has been WTF Came in the Mail: frozen meat edition. See ya next time!
Here’s a terrible photo of my plate – with lobster tail, asparagus, twice-baked potatoes, pigs in a blanket, chicken fried steak, what’s left of my steak, and steak fries.
And here’s a video of all of it (including a homemade fondue bar for dessert). Glimmering and glorious.
Adam: This is a lot of food. Baked potatoes, asparagus, chicken fried steak, steak steak, lobster, cheese cake, little piggies in their blankets, steak fries. Now it’s gonna provide it’s own light. Marshmallows, apples and bananers, cookie dough balls, CHOCOLATE, cheese cake, rice krispy treats, marble pound cake, nutter butters, and that is Cat: – And happy people. Adam: And happy people. (Video game voice over plays in the background)
Full tummies and full hearts on Valentine’s day. Definitely could have been worse.
If you’re ever at a loss for what to do for an intimate group dinner, make sure to keep an eye out for coupons. We had a wonderful time, way too much food, and had a similar experience to a restaurant like the Melting Pot for less than half of what it cost to actually leave the house and order someplace. Plus, it was socially acceptable to wear stretchy pants.
All hail the stretchy pants.
What did you do this past Valentine’s Day?
*Under no circumstances should you look up the slang meaning of “meatboxing.”
Adam and Brandie have started vlogging about their dinners. Their first video is a delicious looking Caesar salad with shrimp! The name WTF is for dinner stands for Wendt the Fuck is for Dinner – the name is based on another vlog series Adam keeps up called “WTF Came in the Mail.”
Video Transcript Voice over the images of food being prepared Adam: So, I went to the store and put the food away before I saw that people were doing grocery hauls. So, I thought I’d do what we’re doing for dinner tonight. We’re gonna do shrimp and a Caesar salad. So we have romaine, shrimp that is raw, peeled and deveined. So – less work. Garlic, butter, ginger for the shrimp. We got croutons and parmigiano reggiano cheese, and we have Ken’s steakhouse creamy Caesar. We’ve tried a lot of different Caesar dressings and that is our favorite. Here’s the romaine all chopped up. I don’t think I was recording any of that, I just added ginger and garlic to our butter. There you go. There’s the shrimp added to the saute, we’ll see how long that takes from frozen. There’s our parmigiano reggiano. Yummy yummy for the salad. I’m gonna salt and pepper the shrimp. I think I can salt it one handed, but I won’t be able to do the pepper. So, just pretend I’m putting pepper on it and then there will be pepper on it. See, look! There’s pepper on it. Halfway done. (Mumbles). Brandie: Dressing, cheese and croutons. Adam: Shrimp done. The base of the sauce is getting the water out, then we got a little butter sauce. Aaaand done! Shrimp Caesar salad. The cats: (MEOW!) Adam: Mraow!
Video Transcript Footage in a bedroom with four cats on a bed. The camera pans from a bedroom window overlooking a yard to a nightstand and then to a bed with grey sheets and a purple duvet. Three cats lay snuggled up close to one another. A tabby cleans her foot and then scowls briefly at the camera with green eyes. The camera pans to a napping tuxedo cat, who glances toward the camera with just one eye shown as his long white eyebrow whiskers stand out against the black of his furry face. A sleepily blinking tabby with a white chest, pink nose, and dark black-lined eyes lays regally as the camera continues to move. A grumpy looking grey cat pokes his head up to see what the fuss is about. The camera moves to reveal all four cats laying closely together on the bed, with the grey kitty slightly off to one side.
In addition to Sunday Sundaes that were served during our Puppy Bowl Party, we had chips, salsa, and chicken wings. But these were no ordinary chicken wings – these were hoisin.
And if anyone responds with, “did you say, ‘poison??!?!'” again I’m going to have to ask to you leave.
Hoisin is something I use a lot around here, and it’s common in Chinese cooking. The gist of it is that it’s a thick, flavorful sauce that is both salty and sweet. Yum!
The instant I took these out of the oven, people descended upon them (and then complained about their burnt fingers). I was actually kind of worried that we’d run out before I had a chance to try them myself. Or before I even had a chance to toss them in a little extra sauce. Pre-sauce:
Delicious either way, frankly.
The beauty of a wings recipe is that it requires minimal effort. Cleaning up your fingers afterwards is probably the worst part of the process, but at least then you are full of yummy things.
Line your crockpot and toss in the frozen chicken, Hoisin, honey, garlic, ginger, sesame oil, and Sriracha.
Stir together until semi-evenly coated.
Cook for four hours on high.
If you prefer your wings a little crispier, remove them from the crockpot and place them on an aluminum foil lined pan.
Bake at 450 for 20 minutes.
While they are baking, take the juices leftover in the crockpot liner and transfer them to a small sauce pan. Whisk in the corn starch over medium heat until thickened (add more cornstarch if it doesn't thicken enough to coat the wings after about 5-7 minutes over the heat).
Pour sauce over wings, sprinkle with green onions, and enjoy!
Brandie is wife to Adam who is brother to Brie who is cousin to Cat! With our powers combined, we represent a culinary school grad, an aspiring astronaut, a culinary school dropout, social nerds, gamers, cinephiles, bibliophiles, laqueristas, food fanatics, social anxiety disorders, and more. It’s fun stuff.