This is what I get for dating a butcher who knows good people. I can only think of a million ways to use these little guys [out of the water on the 19th - big deal cause I'm in Idaho] but can't decide on one. I need the best suggestion by 4:30 Mountain Time TODAY - 1-22-09 - GO!
In my house [a 24yoF, 25yoM, and 26yoM here], it's gyudon [Japanese beef bowl] a la Matsuya [a gyudon chain I lived for in Japan], "Italian Dating Soup" [my version of Wedding Soup - for my boyfriend and I], or sandwiches of jar'd Italian vegetable goodness, provolone, prosciutto, various random condiments, and turkey breast, wrapped in foil, and baked under my cast iron skillet to the point of hot, crusty goodness.
My journey from critic to cook began shortly after getting the gut-wrenching news the paper in which my reviews have appeared the past two years--the Seattle Post-Intelligencer--would soon be toast.