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Pressure
In the great spirit of multi-taskers (which Alton Brown loves with all his heart), my grandmother reminded me this weekend which generation has the market on making the most of whatever you have at your disposal.
I went over there on Saturday to start writing down the Grandma Classics (eggplant rollatini, potato croquettes, leg of lamb, icebox cake, etc). And the first thing I learned was the vital how to slice an eggplant like a crazy person without drawing blood.
The second thing was how to use your handy household objects to drain water from eggplant.
She threw the plate on the colander and the iron on top of the plate before I even knew what was going on. Grams, if I’d known the goal was to squish all the water out with something heavy, I could’ve just sat on it.
I also learned that it’s important to hold onto recipes that are not my own so I can scoff at them for being wrong fifty years later.
Perhaps most important, I learned how to make the food that I remember most from Sunday dinners growing up.
Yum.
Oh yeah, then I saw this on the way home. And even though it reminds me of something the bad girls in Grease might have driven, I would like to have it for just a day.
