Just The Two Of Us
Two for tea or two for tea. Either way, just you and me. Celeriac shredded but so much left. What to do, just tea for two. Can one freeze celeriac? Why not toss it? Well, short answer is that the root or bulb; not certain of its correct name, cost $12 at the best little green grocer in Maitland. The Pavilion always has the something different sitting on its shelf waiting to tempt the culinary palate. Celeriac is all about timing. Lemons at the ready, sharp knife, bowl of water, chopping board and the shredder and the race begins. In earnest one must cut and satur
ate each cut face of the celeriac root/bulb with the juice of a lemon in order to prevent browning. Thence, the plunge bath into the bowl of water where it floats. It is waiting its shredding. Its destiny, to be an entree with mustard mayonnaise and smoked trout and a small side portion of caramelised onion jam on smoked sausage rounds follows. Just the two of us and candles too. Second course, AKA the main, of lightly seasoned pork fillet, fresh asparagus and dry, baked, purple potatoes with a sprinkling of herbs for flavour and colour. A large mushroom beneath a sweet potato mash; so sweet and tasty. Just the two of us and two glasses of red wine. It must be Saturday night and time to relax after a day of painting and gardening. Surely not an evening to spend in front of the news screen revealing what everyone knew; that we'd have a new Premier when we wake up tomorrow or perhaps even as early as tonight as early figures and poll counts are suggesting.
Two for tea or two for tea. Either way, just you and me. Celeriac shredded but so much left. What to do, just tea for two. Can one freeze celeriac? Why not toss it? Well, short answer is that the root or bulb; not certain of its correct name, cost $12 at the best little green grocer in Maitland. The Pavilion always has the something different sitting on its shelf waiting to tempt the culinary palate. Celeriac is all about timing. Lemons at the ready, sharp knife, bowl of water, chopping board and the shredder and the race begins. In earnest one must cut and satur
ate each cut face of the celeriac root/bulb with the juice of a lemon in order to prevent browning. Thence, the plunge bath into the bowl of water where it floats. It is waiting its shredding. Its destiny, to be an entree with mustard mayonnaise and smoked trout and a small side portion of caramelised onion jam on smoked sausage rounds follows. Just the two of us and candles too. Second course, AKA the main, of lightly seasoned pork fillet, fresh asparagus and dry, baked, purple potatoes with a sprinkling of herbs for flavour and colour. A large mushroom beneath a sweet potato mash; so sweet and tasty. Just the two of us and two glasses of red wine. It must be Saturday night and time to relax after a day of painting and gardening. Surely not an evening to spend in front of the news screen revealing what everyone knew; that we'd have a new Premier when we wake up tomorrow or perhaps even as early as tonight as early figures and poll counts are suggesting.
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