
This past weekend I hosted dinner party #2 at my sister's house. I invited the same folk plus some, cooked just as much food, and managed to still not serve dinner until really late. The night before the dinner I only slept 2 hours. That right there should have been a warning sign to tell people this dinner may potentially be a midnight breakfast, but I tried to stay optomistic throughout my busy Friday which would officially begin at 5:20 AM and not end until 7AM the following day. I was awake for over 24 hours and the last time I did this was a year and a half ago at work during my first busy season. To make a long story short, my co-workers and I had to get out roughly 2,000-3,000 K-1s to one of our clients by Monday and of course we don't start printing these K-1s until Friday. Although I probably billed a 21 hour work day - without overtime may I add - I had a lot of fun. If I reminisce back at that day and this weekend that just passed, I probably should stay up for 24 hours more often.
My Friday started at 5:20AM after I couldn't fall back asleep. Instead of using this time to study for my REG test which is coming up this Saturday, I read more of "The Soul of a Chef" before I started getting ready for my trip to KOP for the Ad Hoc/Thomas Keller book signing. I rarely get excited or feel the need to go out of my way to meet a celebrity, but since I loved per se and also wanted his new cookbook, I thought I'd make the trek even if it meant waiting in line for 2 hours, which did end up happening. I also wanted to be able to use some of the recipes from the book for that nights dinner party. I didn't expect this to happen, but once I finally reached my turn to meet Thomas Keller I was literally shaking. He looks exactly the same in person as he does on TV and he's a giant. It was quite nerve-racking and I probably looked like an idiot during the 45 seconds or so I was with him. In addition to the cookbook, I had him sign my per se menu from my last visit and I also got a picture with him, which I considered using as my new facebook pic, but I've decided against it. Overall, I'm glad I made the trip and he was definitely a pleasure to meet. Once I master some of the Ad Hoc recipes I'll pick up the French Laundry book. Although Ad Hoc is his family style meals cookbook, most of the recipes we made on Friday contained detailed and intricate steps, yet in the end it all made sense, well maybe not the parchment lid instructions.
Amy also went with me to KOP since she wanted to buy an iPhone. She picked up her phone at the Apple Store while I initially waited and I still had another hour to go once she came back to meet me in line. I was hoping the book signing wouldn't last an eternity since after KOP I needed to pick up my friend Tim who would also be joining us for dinner. He took a train in from NY and he needed to be picked up at the Trenton train station. It was during the drive to pick up Tim that we decided to cook Cauliflower Soup with Torn Crutons, Pernil/Roasted Pork Shoulder, Buttermilk Biscuits, Banana Bread Pudding, and a salad. Since we were already running late I was very skeptical that a roasted pork shoulder would work, but since we didn't know what else to make we just stuck with that. Amy would also tell me that she would need to go to a classical guitar recital with her brother and that she wouldn't be able to prepare dinner with us. I asked her to convice her mom to let her not go, but there was no way out of it. I really felt we needed her there since last week Amy tackled a lot. She took care of dessert, helped out with the sliders, and even gave food processor tutorials. Amy not being there to help us prep dinner was warning sign number 2 that dinner wasn't gonna happen at my goal of 8PM. I'd eventually pick her up later that night so she could have some dinner and it was not until then that we opened a bottle pinot and tried the banana bread pudding around 1AM.
Tim would eventually get picked up around 4PM and afterwards we all went to Wegmans to pick up groceries. Since Amy wanted to get back to her house around 6:30 to get ready for the "boring" guitar recital she would need to go to, we made sure to be efficient at Wegmans. With Amy entering our grocery list on her new iPhone we were able to get out of Wegmans fairly quick and after dropping her off, Tim and I were able to finally get started on prepping and cooking around 7PM. Third warning sign that dinner wasn't gonna happen as planned. I had Tim get started on the Banana Bread Pudding, while I prepared the Pernil. I watched Tyler Florence prep this dish in like 5 seconds, yet it took me 30 minutes. Tim did a great job of helping out. Tim would help me prep veggies for the soup, make buscuits with Joe, and most importantly make clarified butter, which happens to last a month in the fridge. However, when it came time to toast the bread for the dessert, I'll take the blame for burning the bread, but Tim takes the blame for setting the fire alarm off.
Joe, who also came to last weeks dinner, would come by shortly after I pop the pernil in the oven. He brought his kids again and his brother Gerry would come along too. Joe got promoted from last weeks meatball roller and he helped out with various takes such as assembling the bread pudding, cutting parchment lids, and preparing buttermilk buscuits. The parchment lids are a particularly funny story because it probably took us 15 minutes to finally get it right. We kept getting half circles and probably wasted half the pack of parchment paper. The book failed to mention a step of folding the paper twice; maybe I'll write to Thomas Keller or just tell the folks at per se when I visit NY again. Joe would need to step out for an hour or so, but he does come back in time before we finally eat dinner around 11:30 PM.
Although we may have used up all the butter that was in the fridge, all the recipes and flavors came out great. I loved the creaminess and almost "smooth and velvetly" texture of the soup. The pork was juicy and cooked just right at about 3-3.5 hours, but I think I'll add more cumin next time. The biscuits, although they reminded me of red lobster, were great. I'm contemplating on making the next dinner party an Iron Chef party. Instead of all of us cooking the night of the dinner party, I would e-mail everyone that's coming the secret ingredient the day before and everyone would just come in the next day with their prepared dish. This pretty much guarantees we all get to eat at a decent time. I got the idea from a co-worker of mine and after she told me how her "Orange" party was a success I knew I needed to do it. Jose Garces of Philly did win the Next Iron Chef so maybe I'll pick a spanish/latin ingredient. I'll need to e-mail Chuk for some suggestions.
To wrap this up, my Friday didn't end until 7AM since after Amy, Tim, Joe, and I all decided to call it a night, Joe on his way home around 3:30-4AM blew his front right tire out. Tim and I luckily were on the road since we needed to drive Amy back home. Joe didn't have a jack or a lug nut wrench so we meet him on route 63 around 4:30. This would be an interesting experience since I've never fixed a flat tire and all I could really do is watch Joe and occasionally hold the flashlight. I also purposely didn't have a jacket on since I wanted the cold to keep me awake while we dropped off Amy. Bad idea, but it surely added to the randomness and craziness of the night and the rest of the weekend I would have. All I have to say is I hope to experience another incredibly amusing weekend and maybe see some forest rats again. Also maybe I'll have my iPhone by then and I'll be able to look up youtube videos on "How To Change a Flat Tire."