Words (Almost) Fail Me

Again, not what I had planned to make today but when I was talking to my most excellent butcher at Pal's, I noticed these little crown rack pork roasts. Basically, it was a crown roast, quartered. It even came with little paper hats for the ends of the ribs! (For lack of tape, I was not able to take a picture of the roast with the little paper hats *sad music*).
Okay, I let it rest until it lost the chill from the fridge then I seared it really well with a mix of butter and olive oil. I threw it into my little baking dish because it was just the right size and covered it with... Dijon Tarragon Dip! Yep, I made it a couple of days ago just for dip but figured that it would probably work as a pseudo rub. I slathered the stuff all over the top and sides of the roast, inserted the thermometer and stuck it in a 325 F oven.
As good as that church Pageant dinner was last year, I did overcook that roast a bit. I was on the thermometer this time like a bloody hawk and as soon as it hit 160 F I pulled it out and tented it with aluminum foil until it reached 170 F.
I made mashed potatoes with cream and butter (left over from baking) and cooked some carrots in the steamer above the potatoes. Meag made a Honey/Lemon Dilly Sauce for the carrots (I think we all know that one) and the meal was on.
It was a really generous cut of meat after I sliced it into four chops. The potatoes were pretty close to lump free and the carrots were a nice bit of tangy in the middle of all of the savoury goodness.
There's one chop left (we had a guest for dinner) and I think I might have to wrestle Meag for it.
I'm going to be writing another post about the potatoes. It really deserves a post of its own.
Labels: Epicure, happy meaty tummy, pork






