The invitation for our Falootie Potluck Easter Brunch read:
Your mission: represent one of the Seven Deadly Sins...in One. Perfect. Bite. (No desserts.)
Now, that was a challenge. Not knowing what the other Falooties were doing, I spent a couple of weeks deciding which sin to represent and how to represent it with one perfect bite. We've become accustomed to really fantastic nibbles at our Falootie brunches, so it had to be tasty. One perfect bite. One sin. Game on.
I decided to represent two of the Seven Deadly sins with their virtuous opposites. Vice and virtue...together.
With a plan in tow, Michael and I ventured down to the Farmer's Market this past Saturday with two things in mind: fresh spring asparagus and goat cheese.
It was rainy and cold as we manuevered our umbrellas through the vendors to reach the covered area of the pavillion. Before our umbrellas were safely tucked away, we happened upon fresh gorgeous purple-tipped spring asparagus from Elmwood Stock Farm. Heaping from an ordinary cooler, the asparagus spears were delicate and fragile. I bought most of it.
Because of the rain Saturday morning, the vendors were sparse.
Having already scored with the asparagus, I was delighted to find the lone chevre vendor just feet away. Susan Miller, from Bleugrass Chevre Farmstead Goat Cheese, was offering samples of her fresh chevre.
We tasted two that she made that morning. Talk about fresh. The black pepper chevre was creamy, tangy, and light, finishing with a lingering black pepper burn. The chive-flecked chevre had the same qualitites, finishing with light subtle onion undertones. We bought both.
We stopped by Fresh Market for the rest of our bounty and headed home.
Gluttony and Temperence.
Unadorned, prosciutto is buttery soft, slightly salty, and a bit chewy. I wanted to overindulge the essence of prosciutto, so I baked it in miniature muffin tins to form cracklingly crisp shells with concentrated salty flavor.
Gluttony. Crisp prosciutto shells filled with young fresh chive chevre
topped with dried Black Mission
figs. Tangy. Salty. Creamy. Poppers.
Temperence. Fresh endive with
cracked black pepper chevre topped
with pine nut brittle and dried Black
Mission figs. Pure. Creamy. Sweet.
Vice and virtue.
Lust and Chastity.
Asparagus is an aphrodisiac. Using fresh green asparagus from the farmers' market along with fresh white asparagus from Fresh Market, I wanted to represent the struggle between purity and lust.
Lust. Roasted spring asparagus
splayed over creamy mascarpone-
topped crostini with bulbous salmon
roe and lemon zest. Fertile. Salty. Tart.
Chastity. Roasted white asparagus
firmly belted over balsamic glazed
cipollini onion and mascarpone-
topped crostini with fresh chives.
Pure. Sweet. Juicy.
Vice and Virtue.
Brunch. The Seven Deadly Sins.
(Stupidly, I forgot my camera. Photos: Kakie)
The Wrath Of Jupiter.
Blood Orange and vanilla bean infused
Knob Creek Bourbon. Green With Envy.
Fresh kiwi muddled with fresh mint
Gray Goose Le Citron Vodka and
vanilla simple syrup.
Peach brandy, triple sec, and Tanqueray
macerated fruit with orange juice and
Crisp phyllo beggar's purses filled with
rich golden raisin chutney and brie.
Angry red pepper-taloned shrimp
and linguini napped in a fire-roasted
tomato sauce flecked with
feta cheese and dried red pepper flakes.
Plump lobster deviled eggs nestled
on baby micro arugula leaves splashed
with sweet tart fresh Meyer lemons.
Toasted waffles topped with sliced fried
chicken thighs, maple bourbon butter,
and candied bacon.
Dualing beef. Pepper-spiced meatballs
wrapped with blanched snowpeas
enviously paired with medium rare
beef tenderloin resting on a pool of
creamy Point Reyes Farmstead Blue
Coconut muffins smothered with
a sweet pineapple brown sugar
Festive Bravetart Macarons Proudly
purchased from Wine + Market.
It was a sinfully glorious day spent with dear friends. Conversations and cocktails flowed freely with laughter bouncing off of the walls. The food was fantastic. The challenge was met. The Seven Deadly Sins were abstractly personified with food. One perfect bite led to several perfect bites.......which led us all to Sloth. Bases covered.