How Missing Boston Pride lead to Fideos Style Mussels and French Red Wine
Saturday June 6, 20ll Boston hosted its fabulous annual Pride Parade and alas I missed it. I am certain it was a glorious glitter fest of man pretty and hot fellas. And I am anxious to see the photos that will certainly hit Facebook.
So why did I miss said glitter fest? I am slightly embarrassed admitting to this but I am one of those persons who can not handle last-minute rescheduling. Admittedly few events ever make it onto my calendar but if an event does make it it puts me out in the worst way when I am asked or in most cases usually forced to reschedule said event. It drives me insane.
Saturday’s little calender square held such an event. I had scheduled us both cut & styles at Changes Salon in Noho http://www.changessalon.net/ and I just didn’t want to reschedule….for the second time. I am also still attempting to recover from the second rescheduling of my precious Prince Finley’s knee surgery. That however, is a blog of another kind. So, hair appointments were kept and Pride Parade missed. But Edward spent and hour and fifteen glorious minutes making me feel absolutely gorgeous and it was so worth every speck of glitter I missed. Even on a rainy day.
After we were both pampered properly we meandered about Thornes Market a bit and then drove over to River Valley Market & Co-Op. http://rivervalleymarket.coop/ Now this is the sort of place, just like Whole Foods, where I say to Amy before entering the store, “DO NOT leave me alone in here!” They have so many wonderfully amazingly fresh and local ingredients. Not to mention all those little hard to find tid bits I need for all my out of the ordinary recipes are just lying around screaming out to me “please take me home!” How can I say no? Actually I can’t say no. I just can’t. And then there’s the bizarre things that can happen to me when left alone with the cart. In word – blackouts.
So when I asked to not be left alone I wasn’t being funny. But Amy always gets lost in the red wine section for a good twenty minutes or longer and in which time for reasons unknown (and this is very difficult for me to talk about) *reluctant sigh* I completely blackout. Time slips away and with it my consciousness.
With the usual twenty-minute minimum decision-making process completed, Amy finally makes her way back with the perfect bottle of red in hand and stirs me back into reality. I, with feelings of static energy surging through my entire body, stand next to the cart asking myself what just happened. Naturally I am completely dumbfounded as to how dried Seaweed, a bottle of Champagne, Chicken Chorizo Sausage, and 2 lbs of P.E.I Mussels made their way into our cart. Maybe I’m allergic to some organic ingredient that causes my bizarre blackouts. It’s a serious condition I’ve been far too ashamed to talk about before now. If anyone is aware of a treatment program please let me know.
Anywho, with not even an hour of our afternoon lost and $95 later we walk the green mile back to the Baja, slowly make perplexed eye contact and Amy says to me, “We only went in for one thing.” Which I in matter of fact tone and only slightly defensively state back with, “You wanted bacon.”
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So with P.E.I Mussels and Chicken Chorizo Sausage in hand I definitely know I am enjoying the flavors of Spain for dinner. But alas, Amy will not eat Mussels and she is slighty frightened of meat in tube from. So I had to put my thinking cap on and devise a plan for two separate dinners. But of course, I am exhilarated by the challenge.
What morphed into existence for my dinner was a play on the Spanish dish Fideos, which roughly translated is broken thin toasted pasta usually tossed with seafood in a tomato sauce with saffron and smoked Spanish Paprika. This is the link I stumbled upon which inspired my culinary creation for the evening http://www.cookinglight.com/food/world-cuisine/international-noodle-recipes-00400000056800/page8.html.
And for Amy’s dish I had a bottle of French red wine and nothing else to really go on but since it was pasta for me I decided it was pasta for her as well. So for Ames I whipped up a modest yet beautifully delicious red wine and mushroom sauce with fresh tomatoes and basil tossed over whole wheat chiocciole.
We each enjoyed a healthy helping of flavors extravaganza and wrapped up the day freaking ourselves out watching episodes of “Ghost Adventures: Haunted Hospitals”
So I suppose the questions remains, can a desire to stay on course led one to cluinary delights yet unexplored? In this instance the answer is yes it can.
Toasted Vermicelli with Mussels and Chorizo
1-2 lbs Mussels
1 link Chicken Chorizo Sausage (less fat than pork but use pork if you like)
1/2 sweet onion, chopped
2 gloves garlic chopped
1 generous handful of Fideos, Angle Hair Pasta, or Vermicelli, broken into pieces about the length of a thumb
EVOO ~ roughly mesured so about 2 tablespoons
1 can chopped tomato with their jucies
1 cup of dry white wine
1/4 teaspoon saffron
1/2 teaspoon Smoked Spanish Paprika
1/2 teaspoon Crused Red Pepper Flakes, more or less to taste
Salt & Pepper to taste
Method:
In a medium sized dutch oven, heat the EVOO until shimmering. Add in the chopped onion and saute until golden in color. Add next the broken pasta pieces and using tongs toss the pasta consitently until it is golden in color. Remove toasted pasta and oinon onto a resting plate. To the dutch oven now add the Chicken Chorizo Sausage and stir until broken up and sausage begins to brown. Add next the chopped galic and saute a couple of minutes more. Deglaze the pan with the cup of dry white wine releasing all the brown bits on the bottom of the pan with a wooden spatula. Bring to a simmer and add the tomatoes, saffron, salt and pepper, crushed red pepper flakes, and toasted pasta. Allow to simmer at least 15 minutes on med-low or until pasta has just cooked through. Lastly add in the Mussels and cover with lid (at this stage check to make sure the dish hasn’t thickened too much and if so add in a splash of water and adjust seasonings). Cook the mussels 4 – 5 minutes or until they open up. Immediatly discard any Mussels that do not open Serve hot and garnish with chopped fresh parsley.










dried De Arbol chiles, and four fresh bay leaves. I then brought the broth up to a boil, reduced to low flame, covered with the lid, and allowed it to gently simmer for about three hours. WoW! My house smelt amazing! After the broth had simmered away for several hours, I removed the chicken very carefully and set it aside to cool completely. Once cooled, I removed and discarded the skin and bones of the chicken and roughly pulled the chicken apart into bite size portions. The chicken was wicked tender and fell off the bone effortlessly and into nice size chunks with little effort on my part. Also I removed from the broth the bay leaves, both bundles, and the orange bell pepper slices and discared them. Now for the best most low-fat option, simmer your stock the day before, allow it to cool in the fridge over night, and then carefully skim the layer of fat from the top of the chilled stock. But since Amy was feeling very poorly, I served the stock same day and skipped this step until the following morning.





















