Cam got a ridiculous deal on a five pound Waygu beef brisket, and with the addition of a case of 1664’s, six hours of hickory, and some good friends, we had the best barbecue of the season so far.





Not that there’s anything wrong with that…

Paws
Cam got a ridiculous deal on a five pound Waygu beef brisket, and with the addition of a case of 1664’s, six hours of hickory, and some good friends, we had the best barbecue of the season so far.





Not that there’s anything wrong with that…

Paws
I saw what passes for the Toronto sun come up this morning, and thank god for rain, because it meant I could take the day off. But no rest for the wicked, what better way to spend the day than cooking for no reason other than the act itself?
Breakfast of parmesan scrambled eggs, mozzarella potatoes with caramelized onions and bacon crumble.

Set if off

Strata

Texture

Nothing cures a hangover like $45 worth of organic veg turned into a smooth soup. Asparagus, carrots, yukon gold potatoes, onions, garlic. Parmesan, pancetta, drizzle of olive oil.

Same shit, different backyard

Barbecued Roast, Potato Salad, Red wine mushroom sauce

vegetables.org

Smooth Bowl

Composed
A lazy Saturday that started as a washout turned into a smoke-out. One bird for snacking, one bird for a smoked chicken noodle soup, and one bird to be continued tomorrow.

Liam Donald

Rubes

All in a row

Smoked Chicken, Caesar Salad

Smoked Chicken Noodle Soup
It’s the most…wonderful time…of the year….
I’m not talkin Christmas, it’s summertime. More importantly its time for Le Tour, barbecues, dog parks and backyards. There’s a new addition to the family, and all family members are back and accounted for. All in all it’s been a pretty fantastic month since I last got on here, and if ya don’t know, now ya know…

Lampin

Kelly Gruber

Hair did

Beer Sweats

Thunsets

Itsy Bitsy

Highlife

Love in this Rub

Ten lbs.

Grill Master Flash

OMFG

Pork mouth...pause.

Shredded

Crackalackin

The loose deuce
That sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff….
The smoke was thick, the glaze was tight, the peaches were crisp and the skies stayed clear. In the end there were ribs, and the neighborhood lay in a haze of cherry. The Rusholme Ruffians barbecue series has been tight game all year long, and summer isn’t even official for two more weeks.
Lets face it, it’s pretty much summer, and as such I spend very little time indoors, and very much time standing over a smoky charcoal grill. I can’t even remember the last time I cooked in an actual kitchen other than prep work. Anna came through on some wood chips, and as such, we’ve been smokin. So much smoke, so smoky that one lil piece of smoked pork smells up the whole house for days. I figure that since I quit smoking ciggies two years ago cold turkey, that smoking some chickens and pork loins was an ample reward.
So here’s to the onset of summer, mad game sevens, sitting on the stoop and owning the neighborhood one piece of smoked meat at a time.
Spring is in the air, Jesus died then was all like “PSYCHE!”, and we had Kentucky Fried Quail tonight.

Kentucky Fried Quail, fennel tarragon slaw, sweet potato frites, chipotle mayo

Sunday Ride
Spent the whole night battling the dreaded insomnia beast. It kicked my arse.
This is just something we ate a few days ago.

Rib-eye with red wine butter sauce, roasted acorn squash, roast zucchini with balsamic, tomato braised cauliflower
I’m sick and Anna is off at a family dinner party, so it looks like I’m cooking for one tonight. As such, I’m going to spend enough to feed ten people and eat it all by myself. (Don’t worry, there’s left overs)
This is a second stab at a decadent mac and cheese, and this second cut is the deepest.
Three cheese blend of old white cheddar, mozarella and danish blue. Rigatoni mixed with grilled artichokes, sundried cherry tomatoes, organic silver leaf kalamata olives and fresh basil. Paired with lemon pepper crusted yellowfin tuna.
Anna has the picture taker thingy, so this is a screen grab from a moving picture taker.

New favourite