I prepped a batch of dough last night not knowing what things it would become.
This morning I went through the chest freezer and found some stew beef. Not the right meat for Italian beef but I knew I could make it work.
I did a quick thaw to break it up and got started while baking the bread. Seven hours later I was taking the briny liquid and making it into a gravy to top my fries with.
The meat was free back when I inherited it.
Cost per person: $3.20 If I had to buy the meat it would have been closer to $9 per person.
Being italian and having no idea of what is “italian beef”
Did you see the TV show The Bear? It’s the only food relevant through the entire series.
Sear some beef and slow cook it with pepperoncini brine, pepperoncinis, giardiniera and broth.
Got a recipe?
This version will definitely work if you only have 8 hours to cook.
You’re going to have to look one up. I just eyeball it. But it’s searsome beef, put it in a pot with some small amount of pepperoni juice and diced pepperoncinis and gardinara with some stock And a little bit of seasoning that is mostly salt, pepper and thyme. Slow cook it for as many hours as you got.
Go to Al’s if you ever go to Chicago.
Its on my bucket list as soon as the orange dies.
Add some cheese to the fries and it’s perfection.
That’s sounds like cultural appropriation. Things are already rough between Canada and the US. I don’t want to create an internal incident with bastardized poutine.
But “Italian beef” is perfectly fine.
I’m Italian.
I now understand why the kitchen is yours.
My kitchen. My Dune.
Well if you ever invite me for dinner, it’s either because you really like me, or want to prove your sauce is better than mine.
If someone pays for the supplies and isn’t a picky eater I’ll have almost anyone over as long as they aren’t wearing a red hat.
