Here are a couple of pictures from our holiday dinner at Range. I took them with the iPhone, and I think they really capture the moment. Sophie gave Maddy the bracelet she is wearing. It says "sister" in braille. Last year she gave Maddy a necklace that said "sister" in Morse code. God bless the internet, you can find all manner of cool gifts. Maddy got Sophie a toaster and 3 boxes of Pop Tarts. If you knew Sophie, you would realize the perfection of this gift.
We had crudo, oysters, marrow bones, french fries, pizza, carrot salad, cauliflower, bread, two desserts, craft cocktails, and a complimentary champagne toast for our anniversary. It was a perfect night.
Now we are back to the daily grind, surviving the Polar Vortex with meals that fall on the wrong side of all of our New Year's Resolutions. The deep fat fryer turned out some remarkable chicken yesterday, crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside. I used Edward Lee's recipe from "Smoke and Pickles." It calls for first gently poaching the chicken in adobo broth--water/white vinegar/spices and then battering/frying. Now I have a deep fat fryer full of oil that I have to use again in short order. I am planning on the potato puffs from my new Gramercy Tavern Cookbook.
Tonight it's meatballs and salted caramel ice cream. Not in the same bowl, or at least, not at the same time.