Thursday, February 19, 2009

And we’re back to food.

I am on my break, eating my strange, but tasty combo of Funyuns and V-8 juice. The salty, oniony funyuns pair quite well with the rich tomato vegetable-ness of the juice. The fact that one is healthy and one is not is BESIDE THE POINT.

I made Shrimp and Grits last night. I was pretty impressed, folks. My only complaint (as if this is really a COMPLAINT) is that the grits were too rich. TOO RICH? How can they be TOO rich? Well, they are made with HEAVY CREAM and milk. 3 CUPS OF CREAM. And Butter. And I chose to add about ¾ cup of Parmesan cheese. THAT’S how grits become too rich. I couldn’t BEAR the thought of that much cream in the grits, so I cut it down with chicken broth, and it was STILL to heavy. Wow. I can’t imagine 3 whole cups of cream and 3 whole cups of milk. I used 2 cups of cream, 2 cups of 2% milk (I normally buy skim) and 2 cups of chicken broth.

I swear, Internet, it was like the grits were almost like CHEESE in the bottom of the bowl. Topped with luscious shrimp and Andouille sausage. This is not a dish for the light hearted or fat haters in the world (ahem, MelissaLion).

Now, I LOVE grits. But I make the instant grits and use tons of butter and salt/pepper once they are prepared (in water, I might add). I’ve not ever used the longer cooking grits. And certainly have never cooked them in HEAVY CREAM.

So anyway, the grits are topped with shrimp and sausage in a gravy like sauce. Fresh Parsley and Green onions are added at the end of the cooking time. It was REALLY good. Next time I will cut down on the cream A LOT (like maybe use ½ cup or something) because I can see where that silky cream adds some of the rich, smooth texture to the grits, but what I used was really too much in my book.

Obviously, Mr. Perfectly couldn’t eat my dinner. He’s still on clear liquids , yogurt and peanut butter toast. The recipe made A LOT. The question was, what to DO with it all?

I packed my lunch for today….I made a bowl for Son #1 (whose girlfriend was over and he didn’t want to eat in front of her, and she hardly ever eats). I ate some, Son #2 ate some, and we still had OODLES of leftovers.

Well, I did something mildly awkward. I packed my single, male boss a whopping dish and brought it to work. I’ve never done this before. He’s all about ANYTHING free (he’s kind of a miser like that), and I figured, hey---he won’t have to cook for himself, it’s free….WHY NOT? Well, then you get into the awkward stuff…what if he hates it?….what if he thinks I’m mothering him (he’s 10 yrs younger than me)? what if he hates grits or something?

I haven’t told him it’s here yet. Heather, my young, vibrant, niece thinks I’m silly for feeling awkward. She thinks I should just tell him it’s here and leave it up to him to take or not. That makes sense, but you all KNOW how I over-think every aspect of my life!!!

So, tell boss man that he’s got Shrimp and Grits for dinner if he so chooses, or leave it alone?

Well, I’m out for now. Have a Happy Thursday (woo hoo….Survivor!!)

3 comments:

stoogepie said...

Oh, stop stressing about it!

While it's true that some people don't like grits because they are too often sandy and nasty, yours actually sound yum. Meanwhile, he will at least appreciate the sentiment. If he's really a jerk and a penny-pincher, the worst that happens is that he will tell you he will only eat the free food if you give him five dollars. I say give him the five dollars. But no more than five!

I should also tell you that, while some bosses do not like grits, all bosses like BJs. Even women bosses. That's just FYI for next time.

Dingo said...

I had to stop reading at Funyuns and V-8 juice. Nasty.

Just kidding! Not about the Funyuns and V-8 because that really is nasty, but about not reading. I did read the rest of the post but to tell you the truth, all I could think about were the nasty Funyuns and V-8 juice.

Kristen said...

Jesus stoogie. Is that why I didn't get a raise? All she had to do was TELL ME she wanted a BJ...

Shelly, I think it's sweet that you brought the food in to him and if he doesn't appreciate it, screw him. NOT LITERALLY.

We bring stuff in to work for each other all the time, complete with copies of the recipe that went particularly well. Maybe you could start that at your work? It's sort of nice to take care of each other like that.

Now all I can think about is Funyuns. I haven't had those is YEARS...