I had planned to blog about a sexy dinner for two, where all the food was in shades of pink, white and red.
I had, in fact, already made three of the dishes on separate occasions, photographed them, and eaten them.
Well, one of them I didn't photograph or eat, and it is my civic duty as a food blogger to warn you solidly against ever trying to stain raw oysters with beet juice. They ended up looking like spleens. So creepy, we threw them out.
Beet juice is a good stain for other dishes, though, like the pork broth with tofu cubes and scallion slices. A pinch of hot pepper and a couple of minutes with a dried red jamaica (hibiscus) blossom for some tartness (I had hoped the jamaica would also tint the broth red, but it got a little purplish, so beet juice to the rescue). The soup was served with a salad of wild miners' lettuce, perfect little heart-shaped leaves...
Then there was the shrimp in a pink sauce, served over a melange of red and white rice. The rice needed some rethinking; probably should cook the two varieties separately. But I was thrilled with the sauce (I used coconut milk with the tomato sauce instead of cow cream).
However, no. Maybe later.
This whole cheese sandwich thing has got me into a state of less-than-thrilled-ness with food blogging.
Even so! It is Valentine's Day. And I do have cheese on the mind.
So. Feast your eyes on what we feasted on for lunch:
Cypress Grove Amour Chevre. We thought it was just a gimmick, but it turned out to be very, very good, with a mild rind, oozy-buttery interior, and a surprise of a tangy, cakey center (where it wasn't as ripe as the outer part). Three flavors in one. Recommended.