Butterballs!
It is I (or we!) the triumphant! Returning to you from an abnormally long hiatus. Turns out this adulting thing can kind of take over your life and make you forget things like your hopes and dreams.
It has come to my attention that there is a lady (I assume a lady???) who has (I shit you not) adopted a cat, named it Butters (maybe, at least that's this facsimile's stage name), and purchased the domain name for Cooking with Butters. It's not me. I haven't the slightest how someone who apparently has so much web-based knowledge (her page is admittedly nice looking, though unattended for the last year or so...) could not be creative enough to come up with her own concept, but, alas- there are now two "Cooking with Butters" out in the universe. To be fair, I myself have not been as attentive to this page as I could have been over the last two years or so, so I suppose I should be flattered that my concept was apparently so appealing as to be stolen by someone else.
I'm working hard to get back into things that have given me a lot of joy over the years, and learning to balance my work life (which in itself obviously gives me lots and lots of joy!) with my personal life and my numerous hobbies that have frankly become more and more neglected as I come home more and more exhausted. I'm starting with my blog, and my endeavors into food in general!
As I take this time to re-explore my own interests, it has become abundantly clear that I am passionate about meat (*crickets chirp*). Between my salmon smoking (stay tuned as we build a new smoker this summer- I've officially run two charcoal grills right smack into the ground. On a related note, if anyone has access to a two drawer file cabinet in need of a home, hit me up!), and my somewhat time-consuming and abrasive habit of re-butchering anything that I purchase at the grocery store, I'm just truly interested in carnage in general.
Thankfully, grilling season is finally upon us! We've had an unforgivably long and disgusting winter during which it was so horribly cold and wet, we hardly left the house at all, and the BBQ, at a whopping 50 feet from the back door, could've just as easily been in Siberia, so it's been a minute since we've really just toasted the crap out of anything. The last week it's finally warmed up enough to venture one furry (yep) leg out from the comfort of my love seat, so I took the opportunity on Tuesday to make this delightful pork tenderloin.
Speaking of re-butchering, these $4 pork tenderloins from Walmart (yes, you get what you pay for) are often somewhat of a crapshoot. This one was absolutely perfect! Just the right amount of fat cap, two pounds of perfect tenderloin. You'll need:
2 lb. pork tenderloin
Italian seasoning
Smoked paprika
Salt and cracked black pepper
Olive oil
For the herbed potatoes:
2 cans of whole new potatoes
2 tablespoons of Italian seasoning
Olive oil
Salt and cracked black pepper
1 and 1/2 tablespoons whole grain mustard
Grillin' skillet (or similar thingy)
Start by coating the tenderloin in the olive oil, then liberally rub with the Italian seasoning, salt, pepper and paprika (light on the paprika). Heat your grill to 450 degrees, clean grates and rub with olive oil. Sear each side of the tenderloin, then turn heat down to 325, and take off of direct heat, leave for 25 minutes, turning halfway through, or until meat has reached an internal temp of 145 degrees.
For the potatoes: Drain liquid from cans, put potatoes in bowl, coat liberally with seasoning and olive oil (reserve mustard for later). Toss until they are coated evenly. Place in grill pan over high heat, stir occasionally until they develop a brown crust on both sides. Remove from heat, place potatoes in bowl, add mustard to bowl, and toss until the potatoes are coated.
I don't have a finished product photo- we gobbled it up way too fast, but here is a prep pic, complete with a glass of rose, my grilling beverage of choice as of late.
In closing, it's good to be back, my lovelies! Stay tuned for all sorts of delightful culinary hijinx as the cat takes back the internet!
XOXO
"No fear!" ~Julia Child
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Saturday, April 8, 2017
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Canned Tomatoes! Or, How to Save Your Tomato Babies from Flea Beetles.
My friends!
The cat is back...again! I apologize for my long absence! No excuses, I've just been doing a lot of things like this:
And this:
And of course, a whole bunch of working with awesome kids and making music!
So fire up your range, uncork your Cabernet, and let's get to work!
Have you heard of flea beetles?
They are like they sound. Teeny, tiny, voracious little monsters that devour every tomato leaf in their path (and apparently the occasional kale plant). Matt and I had noticed a couple of weeks ago that our tomato leaves had roughly one million miniscule holes in them, and thusly were turning brown and falling off. We thought we had taken care of the issue with some organic blight spray, which didn't work even a little; enter the flea beetles.
Most of you are familiar with my bug issue. If not: I have a bug issue. After a few years of being the primary gardener in our household, it's improved slightly, but my general knee jerk reaction to anything with more than four legs is to turn it to putty. Spare me your lecture of "Blah, blah, blah good bugs versus bad bugs, don't kill the Daddy long legs, blah." Don't care. If it's in my hair or on my body it will be dispatched of forth with.
Flea beetles are so little. Like, so little. You can't even see them unless you're looking. Unless, of course, you've made your sweatshirt into a kangaroo pouch and filled it with roughly 30 roma tomatoes, and as you innocently dump them into the sink to be washed, a conservative estimate of 12 billion little black vermin swarm OUT OF YOUR CLOTHING and take over your ENTIRE kitchen counter. Seriously, no one will ever make me feel bad about smashing ANY bug, ever again.
The internet and I conspired to kill these hungry little jerks together. After maybe a solid five minutes of searching, we determined that there IS NO EXISTING PESTICIDE organic or otherwise that will effectively eliminate all signs of flea beetles. None. Someone suggested on a forum of equally grossed out gardeners that they don't like chili oil. Some had found success with garlic. Not wanting to be perceived as not taking this seriously, I promptly put ten garden chilis, 4 cloves of garlic, water and oil in the food processor. I smelled it, and about fell over. For real guys, it still burns when I blow my nose. It might forever, who's to say? I figured that applying this directly to the fruit could result in some seriously caustic tomatoes, so I poured it all over the base of 10 tomato plants. They're not dead yet (the plants or the bugs), so here's to hoping, right? Also if you come over to my house, maybe don't play in any of my dirt, because it might melt your fingers off of your body.
But I digress... This is just a really long way of telling you that I've been canning all of my tomatoes as soon as they even turn pink on the vine. The bugs don't seem to care much for the actual tomato fruit itself, but I figure they're bound to run out of leaves sometime, and it could turn ugly.
I have a lot of fond memories of canning with my Mom as a kid. We made countless jars of pickles and tomatoes. Occasionally, I'll still get to can with her when I come home for a weekend in the fall. This is my first year attempting tomatoes on my own, and it's unbelievably satisfying to have those fresh jars all lined up on the counter, so much so that you leave them there for several weeks to admire until your husband suggests that they be given a new home in the pantry.
As far as I'm concerned, the jury is still out as to whether or not canning actually saves you any money, especially for the first couple of years, unless you have a seriously productive garden, or a plentiful stock pile of mason jars. After your first couple of seasons, all you should really have to purchase are the fresh lids, but until then it's more of a feeling of accomplishment with the added bonus of having preservative free veggies until next year. While canning, I personally like to envision myself as Xena, warrior farm-woman of the prairie, who's muscular thighs propel her through her fields of plump, ripe tomatoes, while her arms of steel place them into her home spun basket, made from the bones of her enemies. But that's just me. My personal experience has been fairly cost effective as I inherited a water bath canner from my Mom's basement, and I don't can it unless I grew it... paying by the pound to put up tomatoes is really only saving you the unnecessary ingredients that they incorporate into canned food from the store.
This is a supply-heavy process. I haven't really come across any ways to MacGyver canning... the whole risk of botulism thing is kind of a turn off. You will need:
-A steam, or immersion (water bath-which is what I use) canner WITH A RACK! If you place the cans directly on the bottom of the pot on the burner, you risk them cracking.
-pint jars (for this particular recipe) with new, never before used lids, and rings.
-A silicone padded jar lifter, or heavy duty oven mitts to lift out your entire rack.
-A small sauce pan for heating the lids.
-A larger stock pot for boiling the skin off the tomatoes.
-A slotted spoon.
-A large colander.
Your stove will look like this (minus the salsa because this is an old picture...):
Also, your house will be REALLY hot. Pick a coolish day to can.
Ingredients:
-As many tomatoes as you want to can. It takes about six-eight roma tomatoes to fill a pint jar.
-Lemon juice (store bought is fine)
-Salt
Fill your water bath canner approximately 3/4s of the way full. Put your jars (without lids) in the rack in the pot to sterilize them. Bring water to boil on high heat- allow to boil until you're ready to use the jars. This will take approximately forever, so while you wait: Put the lids with some water in the small sauce pan, bring to a boil, reduce to simmer, allow to simmer until you are ready to use. Bring water to a boil in the large stock pot.
While you wait for all that water to boil, core and score your tomatoes with an "X" on the bottom. This is my Mom's favorite part. She likes to pretend they're the people that frustrate her, which is a totally healthy way to cope with stress. Fill your sink with cold water for later. Once your stock pot is boiling, put the cored tomatoes in the water for 30 seconds to 1 minute, until you see the skin just start to crack. It's helpful to do this in smaller batches (no more than 10 tomatoes at a time). Take the tomatoes out of the hot water, and put them in the cold. Repeat until all of your tomatoes are in the cold water. Remove the skins (they should slide off easily, if not, you can throw them back in the hot water for a second). Place the tomatoes in the colander.
Obviously those haven't been cored yet, I'm just showing off my Instagram skillz...
When your tomatoes are ready, and your water is boiling in the canner, you can carefully pull the sterilized mason jars out of the canner. Place on a kitchen towel on the counter near your tomatoes.
For each jar:
-Fill half way with tomatoes (mush into jar).
-For pint jars, add 1 tbsp of lemon juice, and 1 tsp salt.
-Fill the rest of the way, leaving about a half an inch of head room.
-Wipe the rim of the jar, make sure it's really clean or it might not seal!
-Remove lids from simmering water, screw down rings until just barely finger tight.
-Using jar lifter, place jars back in the hot water bath, make sure the lids are covered by about 2 inches of water.
-Cover, wait for water to return to a boil (I know, this takes forever, remember, you are Xena! Canning war goddess, or God! To the best of my knowledge, Xena is a gender neutral name!)
-Once water is boiling, keep covered, set timer for 15 minutes.
-After 15 minutes, remove from water, set on towel to cool.
-Any unsealed jars should seal as they cool (you can tell if they're sealed by tapping the top, no sound = sealed), if you want to make double sure, you can turn the cans upside down on their lids after they've cooled for a few minutes.
(For quart jars, use 2 tbsp lemon juice, 2 tsp salt. Process for 25 minutes instead of 15.)
Voila! Delicious, preservative free tomatoes! I've read that shelf life is anywhere from six months to a year, but I know people who say it's fine as long as the jar is still sealed and the contents are unchanged (color, fluid level). Once opened, refrigerate. You go, canning Goddess! You are truly a vision of garden warrior success!
As always, Butterballs, thanks for reading! Here's to a few more weeks of beautiful weather, delicious food, and time on the water (or boiling it if you're canning tomatoes...)
Best Fishes!
XOXOX
The cat is back...again! I apologize for my long absence! No excuses, I've just been doing a lot of things like this:
And this:
And of course, a whole bunch of working with awesome kids and making music!
So fire up your range, uncork your Cabernet, and let's get to work!
Have you heard of flea beetles?
They are like they sound. Teeny, tiny, voracious little monsters that devour every tomato leaf in their path (and apparently the occasional kale plant). Matt and I had noticed a couple of weeks ago that our tomato leaves had roughly one million miniscule holes in them, and thusly were turning brown and falling off. We thought we had taken care of the issue with some organic blight spray, which didn't work even a little; enter the flea beetles.
Most of you are familiar with my bug issue. If not: I have a bug issue. After a few years of being the primary gardener in our household, it's improved slightly, but my general knee jerk reaction to anything with more than four legs is to turn it to putty. Spare me your lecture of "Blah, blah, blah good bugs versus bad bugs, don't kill the Daddy long legs, blah." Don't care. If it's in my hair or on my body it will be dispatched of forth with.
Flea beetles are so little. Like, so little. You can't even see them unless you're looking. Unless, of course, you've made your sweatshirt into a kangaroo pouch and filled it with roughly 30 roma tomatoes, and as you innocently dump them into the sink to be washed, a conservative estimate of 12 billion little black vermin swarm OUT OF YOUR CLOTHING and take over your ENTIRE kitchen counter. Seriously, no one will ever make me feel bad about smashing ANY bug, ever again.
The internet and I conspired to kill these hungry little jerks together. After maybe a solid five minutes of searching, we determined that there IS NO EXISTING PESTICIDE organic or otherwise that will effectively eliminate all signs of flea beetles. None. Someone suggested on a forum of equally grossed out gardeners that they don't like chili oil. Some had found success with garlic. Not wanting to be perceived as not taking this seriously, I promptly put ten garden chilis, 4 cloves of garlic, water and oil in the food processor. I smelled it, and about fell over. For real guys, it still burns when I blow my nose. It might forever, who's to say? I figured that applying this directly to the fruit could result in some seriously caustic tomatoes, so I poured it all over the base of 10 tomato plants. They're not dead yet (the plants or the bugs), so here's to hoping, right? Also if you come over to my house, maybe don't play in any of my dirt, because it might melt your fingers off of your body.
But I digress... This is just a really long way of telling you that I've been canning all of my tomatoes as soon as they even turn pink on the vine. The bugs don't seem to care much for the actual tomato fruit itself, but I figure they're bound to run out of leaves sometime, and it could turn ugly.
I have a lot of fond memories of canning with my Mom as a kid. We made countless jars of pickles and tomatoes. Occasionally, I'll still get to can with her when I come home for a weekend in the fall. This is my first year attempting tomatoes on my own, and it's unbelievably satisfying to have those fresh jars all lined up on the counter, so much so that you leave them there for several weeks to admire until your husband suggests that they be given a new home in the pantry.
As far as I'm concerned, the jury is still out as to whether or not canning actually saves you any money, especially for the first couple of years, unless you have a seriously productive garden, or a plentiful stock pile of mason jars. After your first couple of seasons, all you should really have to purchase are the fresh lids, but until then it's more of a feeling of accomplishment with the added bonus of having preservative free veggies until next year. While canning, I personally like to envision myself as Xena, warrior farm-woman of the prairie, who's muscular thighs propel her through her fields of plump, ripe tomatoes, while her arms of steel place them into her home spun basket, made from the bones of her enemies. But that's just me. My personal experience has been fairly cost effective as I inherited a water bath canner from my Mom's basement, and I don't can it unless I grew it... paying by the pound to put up tomatoes is really only saving you the unnecessary ingredients that they incorporate into canned food from the store.
This is a supply-heavy process. I haven't really come across any ways to MacGyver canning... the whole risk of botulism thing is kind of a turn off. You will need:
-A steam, or immersion (water bath-which is what I use) canner WITH A RACK! If you place the cans directly on the bottom of the pot on the burner, you risk them cracking.
-pint jars (for this particular recipe) with new, never before used lids, and rings.
-A silicone padded jar lifter, or heavy duty oven mitts to lift out your entire rack.
-A small sauce pan for heating the lids.
-A larger stock pot for boiling the skin off the tomatoes.
-A slotted spoon.
-A large colander.
Your stove will look like this (minus the salsa because this is an old picture...):
Also, your house will be REALLY hot. Pick a coolish day to can.
Ingredients:
-As many tomatoes as you want to can. It takes about six-eight roma tomatoes to fill a pint jar.
-Lemon juice (store bought is fine)
-Salt
Fill your water bath canner approximately 3/4s of the way full. Put your jars (without lids) in the rack in the pot to sterilize them. Bring water to boil on high heat- allow to boil until you're ready to use the jars. This will take approximately forever, so while you wait: Put the lids with some water in the small sauce pan, bring to a boil, reduce to simmer, allow to simmer until you are ready to use. Bring water to a boil in the large stock pot.
While you wait for all that water to boil, core and score your tomatoes with an "X" on the bottom. This is my Mom's favorite part. She likes to pretend they're the people that frustrate her, which is a totally healthy way to cope with stress. Fill your sink with cold water for later. Once your stock pot is boiling, put the cored tomatoes in the water for 30 seconds to 1 minute, until you see the skin just start to crack. It's helpful to do this in smaller batches (no more than 10 tomatoes at a time). Take the tomatoes out of the hot water, and put them in the cold. Repeat until all of your tomatoes are in the cold water. Remove the skins (they should slide off easily, if not, you can throw them back in the hot water for a second). Place the tomatoes in the colander.
Obviously those haven't been cored yet, I'm just showing off my Instagram skillz...
When your tomatoes are ready, and your water is boiling in the canner, you can carefully pull the sterilized mason jars out of the canner. Place on a kitchen towel on the counter near your tomatoes.
For each jar:
-Fill half way with tomatoes (mush into jar).
-For pint jars, add 1 tbsp of lemon juice, and 1 tsp salt.
-Fill the rest of the way, leaving about a half an inch of head room.
-Wipe the rim of the jar, make sure it's really clean or it might not seal!
-Remove lids from simmering water, screw down rings until just barely finger tight.
-Using jar lifter, place jars back in the hot water bath, make sure the lids are covered by about 2 inches of water.
-Cover, wait for water to return to a boil (I know, this takes forever, remember, you are Xena! Canning war goddess, or God! To the best of my knowledge, Xena is a gender neutral name!)
-Once water is boiling, keep covered, set timer for 15 minutes.
-After 15 minutes, remove from water, set on towel to cool.
-Any unsealed jars should seal as they cool (you can tell if they're sealed by tapping the top, no sound = sealed), if you want to make double sure, you can turn the cans upside down on their lids after they've cooled for a few minutes.
(For quart jars, use 2 tbsp lemon juice, 2 tsp salt. Process for 25 minutes instead of 15.)
Voila! Delicious, preservative free tomatoes! I've read that shelf life is anywhere from six months to a year, but I know people who say it's fine as long as the jar is still sealed and the contents are unchanged (color, fluid level). Once opened, refrigerate. You go, canning Goddess! You are truly a vision of garden warrior success!
As always, Butterballs, thanks for reading! Here's to a few more weeks of beautiful weather, delicious food, and time on the water (or boiling it if you're canning tomatoes...)
Best Fishes!
XOXOX
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Monday, July 28, 2014
Summer Honey BBQ Baby Back Ribs, or One Girl, Two Grills
Happy Monday to all, sweet Butterballs!
After spending literally the entire weekend on the river, I am nursing an armpit sunburn with crime dramas, leftover hotdogs from yesterday's impromptu BBQ, and doing ALL the laundry. A few of my nearest and dearest took me on my maiden floating voyage on the Clark Fork yesterday, so I can now say that my summer just got a little more "Missoula" after completing this right of passage. For those unfamiliar with the sport of floating, you get yourself a giant inner tube (all the local gas stations start selling these at a premium around the last week of June), some box wine (or whatever floats your, ahem, tube...), slather yourself in sunscreen to the best of your ability, and take to the river in all your lazy, sundrenched glory. Like this:
Bonus points for velcro water sandals or a permanent sunglasses outline burned into your face. My lovely bunch of buddies strapped five tubes to the top of a Subaru sedan. We only had to stop twice to re-secure them. The second time we stopped, two elderly tourists from Florida demanded that we pose with our tube-laden vehicle because, "No one's going to believe this in Boca!"
All this weekend warrior-ing is making me somewhat of a home-body during the week. Last week, I decided to smoke up some more salmon for next week's appetizers while my parents are here. While I was waiting for my fish to be wrapped up, I found a gloriously inexpensive rack of baby back ribs. This was a new adventure for me, as generally, BBQ saucy things are not my favorite. Matt usually demands Famous Dave's for his birthday. I steal one of his ribs, then order the catfish for myself. I spent the next couple of hours bouncing between the indoor kitchen, my salmon on the charcoal grill, and my ribs on the gas grill. Matt found the whole thing hilarious and photographed it for your viewing pleasure.
Most of the work in baby back ribs is in the prep work. Mostly prepping the sauce, and removing the membrane on the inside of the rib cage. To remove the membrane, flip the ribs over so the meaty side is on your cutting board. Make a small slit with a sharp knife in between two of the ribs. Time to get dirty! Using your fingers, separate the thin layer of membrane (looks like sausage casing) from what would be the inside of the chest wall. Make sure you get all of it; it will make the ribs much easier to cut, and chew once they are done.
For the sauce: I have a special spot in my heart for artisanal local beer. My seasonal favorite is Big Sky Brewery's Summer Honey. It was the only beer we had at our wedding, so it will always have a little soft spot in my heart, and my liver. Usually I only reserve it for drinking with a slice of lemon, but in this case, it definitely has a starring role in the sauce.
Ingredients:
1 and 1/2 cup ketchup
1 tablespoon minced garlic
2 tablespoons lemon juice
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1 bottle of Summer Honey (or your favorite light summer ale)
1 cup of brown sugar
1 teaspoon chili flake
3 tablespoons (or to taste) sriracha
course ground black pepper to taste, plus a little kosher salt
Add all ingredients into a medium saucepan, adding the beer last. Set to simmer on medium high heat, whisking until all ingredients are combined, then occasionally until the sauce has darkened, and thickened considerably. Remove from heat, put in a bowl with a grill safe brush for glazing.
Cut your rib rack into two smaller, equal racks. Place your ribs over medium heat, with the remaining burners on high. Glaze each side of the racks with BBQ sauce, 15 minutes per side, turning once. Keep the lid closed in between glazing and flipping. Reserve a little sauce for a final, salmonella free glazing right as they're finished.
Let stand for about five minutes to let them cool and to let the sauce set. Slice in between each rib. We ate them with zucchini from the garden grilled with olive oil, salt and pepper. Serves 2.
If you'd like, you can double the sauce recipe to make more ribs, or to put in a jar in the freezer for faster prep the next time. Just be sure to use a bigger sauce pan to contain the mess!
As always Butterballs, it's a pleasure cooking for you. I hope you are enjoying the middle, hottest days of summer, and that you are staying cool with the ones you love.
Love and best fishes!
Mwah!
After spending literally the entire weekend on the river, I am nursing an armpit sunburn with crime dramas, leftover hotdogs from yesterday's impromptu BBQ, and doing ALL the laundry. A few of my nearest and dearest took me on my maiden floating voyage on the Clark Fork yesterday, so I can now say that my summer just got a little more "Missoula" after completing this right of passage. For those unfamiliar with the sport of floating, you get yourself a giant inner tube (all the local gas stations start selling these at a premium around the last week of June), some box wine (or whatever floats your, ahem, tube...), slather yourself in sunscreen to the best of your ability, and take to the river in all your lazy, sundrenched glory. Like this:
Bonus points for velcro water sandals or a permanent sunglasses outline burned into your face. My lovely bunch of buddies strapped five tubes to the top of a Subaru sedan. We only had to stop twice to re-secure them. The second time we stopped, two elderly tourists from Florida demanded that we pose with our tube-laden vehicle because, "No one's going to believe this in Boca!"
All this weekend warrior-ing is making me somewhat of a home-body during the week. Last week, I decided to smoke up some more salmon for next week's appetizers while my parents are here. While I was waiting for my fish to be wrapped up, I found a gloriously inexpensive rack of baby back ribs. This was a new adventure for me, as generally, BBQ saucy things are not my favorite. Matt usually demands Famous Dave's for his birthday. I steal one of his ribs, then order the catfish for myself. I spent the next couple of hours bouncing between the indoor kitchen, my salmon on the charcoal grill, and my ribs on the gas grill. Matt found the whole thing hilarious and photographed it for your viewing pleasure.
Most of the work in baby back ribs is in the prep work. Mostly prepping the sauce, and removing the membrane on the inside of the rib cage. To remove the membrane, flip the ribs over so the meaty side is on your cutting board. Make a small slit with a sharp knife in between two of the ribs. Time to get dirty! Using your fingers, separate the thin layer of membrane (looks like sausage casing) from what would be the inside of the chest wall. Make sure you get all of it; it will make the ribs much easier to cut, and chew once they are done.
For the sauce: I have a special spot in my heart for artisanal local beer. My seasonal favorite is Big Sky Brewery's Summer Honey. It was the only beer we had at our wedding, so it will always have a little soft spot in my heart, and my liver. Usually I only reserve it for drinking with a slice of lemon, but in this case, it definitely has a starring role in the sauce.
Ingredients:
1 and 1/2 cup ketchup
1 tablespoon minced garlic
2 tablespoons lemon juice
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1 bottle of Summer Honey (or your favorite light summer ale)
1 cup of brown sugar
1 teaspoon chili flake
3 tablespoons (or to taste) sriracha
course ground black pepper to taste, plus a little kosher salt
Add all ingredients into a medium saucepan, adding the beer last. Set to simmer on medium high heat, whisking until all ingredients are combined, then occasionally until the sauce has darkened, and thickened considerably. Remove from heat, put in a bowl with a grill safe brush for glazing.
Simmering Sauce
Finished Sauce
Cut your rib rack into two smaller, equal racks. Place your ribs over medium heat, with the remaining burners on high. Glaze each side of the racks with BBQ sauce, 15 minutes per side, turning once. Keep the lid closed in between glazing and flipping. Reserve a little sauce for a final, salmonella free glazing right as they're finished.
Let stand for about five minutes to let them cool and to let the sauce set. Slice in between each rib. We ate them with zucchini from the garden grilled with olive oil, salt and pepper. Serves 2.
If you'd like, you can double the sauce recipe to make more ribs, or to put in a jar in the freezer for faster prep the next time. Just be sure to use a bigger sauce pan to contain the mess!
As always Butterballs, it's a pleasure cooking for you. I hope you are enjoying the middle, hottest days of summer, and that you are staying cool with the ones you love.
Love and best fishes!
Mwah!
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