Sadly a few years ago voles decimated my parents’ asparagus beds but they put in new ones surrounded by wire cages to protect the roots. The wire cages seem to be doing the job because the new plants are flourishing.
Generally, when I roast asparagus I go with olive oil, sesame seeds, and garlic salt but the Greenwich Grill’s version was delicious and substantial enough to be a light lunch. The Greenwich Grill is an interesting place. It specializes in Italian food with a Japanese touches. For instance our bread was served with tuna infused cream cheese (I’m not a fan) instead of the usual olive oil. I preferred their Italian focused dishes like asparagus or the chicken with bacon.
Roast Asparagus Milanese (serves 2)
(Active time: 10 minutes Total time: 25 minutes)
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 10-15 asparagus spears, trimmed
- 1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic salt
- a couple grinds of fresh black pepper
- 2 large eggs
- 1 tablespoon butter
Preheat oven to 450°F. Toss the asparagus on a baking sheet with olive oil. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. Roast until tender and browned in spots, about 15 minutes. Remove the asparagus from the oven group into two equal groups. Sprinkle cheese over the groups and roast until the cheese has melted, about 2-3 minutes. Plate the asparagus and keep warm.
Meanwhile, heat a large skillet and melt the butter. Once the foam subsides, fry the eggs. Gently transfer an egg on top of each group of asparagus. Season with salt and pepper; serve.
*Roast Asparagus Milanese would be great for breakfast or as a side dish along side ham or roast chicken.
Who doesn’t love to order Chinese take out from that spot around the corner? But sometimes when I’m feeling healthy and/or motivated to use up various leftovers, I make my own.
The nice thing about making your own fried rice is you can cut back on the oil, use lean meats & brown rice, and load up on the vegetables. All of a sudden it goes from a greasy, take out, indulgence to a healthy one dish meal that you can whip up in no time.
After a big Easter lunch this past Sunday, my parents sent me home with eggs (from my mom’s chicken, more on them later), ham, peas, cake, extra frosting, orange juice, deviled eggs, and scallions. My mother is incapable of letting me leave the house without loading me up with foodstuffs.
I feel like pack mule returning to the city with bags full to bursting with leftovers, and other foods she doesn’t want to keep in the house. With the remnants of Easter supper taking over my refrigerator, it was time for me to make fried rice again.
Yesterday, my friend Lauren returned from a vacation in the Bahamas. She’d quickly booked the trip after breaking up with her boyfriend of two years a few weeks ago. We meet for dinner at Kaz an Nou, a new Caribbean/French bistro, and over saltfish and sweet potato cakes, she showed me her pictures of pina coladas at sunset, beautiful beaches and palm trees.
She’d had a great time and barely thought about her ex at all. In fact she meet a guy who was cute, sweet and told her that her ex wasn’t good enough, he’d let the relationship fail and all the other things she wanted to hear. A fun flirtation in the islands seems like a great way to power through the first few weeks after a break up. She’s planning to go back in another month as a reward to herself, if she doesn’t contact her ex for the month.