Steak Pizzioli

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One of my favorite dishes.  I used roasted chile pasillas this time instead of green bells.  The romas, garlic, basil, oregano, and thyme (probably wouldn’t have used this combo without a lot of acid kick from the peppers) are from my mom’s garden last year.  The freezing actually makes them a little easier to use.

Usually, I like to use an elk roast for this recipe, but that was not an option.  I need to get out shooting again so I can reliably expect to bring home some meat this winter.  There is nothing better for this recipe than an elk rump and some chianti.  I also like to to flash roast it, but as you see, I have no pan capable of such a thing at the moment(Lust, lust).  Unfortunately, I had no bacon grease to sear the meat in.  Quite possibly my favorite aroma in the world, short of the shared sweaty, exerted smell of a hot high altitude afternoon of immoral activity, is basil and garlic hitting hot bacon grease.

Can you believe this guy is without regular female company?  Justice and this existence are strangers, I swear it to you.  I mean, shit, I look good in Carharts and red Georgia boots.  Who can honestly say that?

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Discussion: Rationalism vs. rationalizing

8 Responses to “Steak Pizzioli”

  1. Fucking reading food posts while hungry just blows. And, that’s a mighty expensive dutch oven. But, I hear they’re pretty damn good. I wouldn’t mind owning one myself.

  2. I’ll probably not good that route. It is pricey, and I don’t think it would do any better than the plain jane ones at True Value. And I could throw those ones in the back of my Scout and take them camping.

    But the fancy blue enamel goes with my eyes.

  3. I could lust after a man who lusts after cookware of that calibre

  4. I could lust after someone who uses that spelling.

    I will eventually get some quality cookware, but I’m afraid my room mates would destroy it all if I bought it now. But some day, off in the rainy dawn, I will have both the funds to purchase it and more than just myself to cook for. When you’re baching, the toaster is about as fancy as you normally get.

  5. Grad School Reject Says:

    This may be the gayest thing you have ever posted. I’m proud of you.

  6. It probably is. And I have posted some gay shit. Not that gay people have different shit. I mean, not that I want to think about. Going to hell.

  7. Enjoyed this one…Justice and this existence are strangers.

    Said it before, but one of the finest meals I’ve ever eaten was Mexican lasagna cooked in a dutchie oven on a baja beach about 50 miles from the nearest phone. Good times.

  8. I love me a dutch oven. Cake mix, milk, butter, eggs, some dark chocolate, a few marshmallows, and some brown sugar and butter. I call it smore cake chocolate cluster fuck. It’s good.

    I really love Mexican food, particularly Baja’s. I’m lucky to live in an area where a lot of the Mexican immigrants are from that region, so there are som amazing places to eat.

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