mussel porn
for the past 48 hours or so i have had a deep and unyielding craving for mussels. i've been daydreaming.
scrub them and rinse them and watch the shells close up slowly. throw away those that stay open, gasping. lightly cook in butter, white wine, butter, and several cloves of garlic covered in a big metal pot just until the shells pop open. the wait is short, but torturous. pour them clattering and steaming into a huge blue ceramic serving bowl set beside a basket of crusty ciabatta bread.
you can share here. but i wouldn’t.
with a tiny silver fork, skewer and pull the little morsel. it should be tender, not rubbery. pile the shiny black shells on a plate. tear hunks of the dense bread from the loaf with you hands, dip them into the broth. take your time, enjoy each bite, confident in the knowledge that all is right with the world.
scrub them and rinse them and watch the shells close up slowly. throw away those that stay open, gasping. lightly cook in butter, white wine, butter, and several cloves of garlic covered in a big metal pot just until the shells pop open. the wait is short, but torturous. pour them clattering and steaming into a huge blue ceramic serving bowl set beside a basket of crusty ciabatta bread.
you can share here. but i wouldn’t.
with a tiny silver fork, skewer and pull the little morsel. it should be tender, not rubbery. pile the shiny black shells on a plate. tear hunks of the dense bread from the loaf with you hands, dip them into the broth. take your time, enjoy each bite, confident in the knowledge that all is right with the world.