It's a cold night, down to eighteen, so I'm fucking around with a chuck roast, gravy, and Yorkshire puddings - not exactly the healthiest, but you know, I have a Boudreaux that's going to rule with it. Trying to pull of Alison Roman's reverse sear, where you slow cook the roast and then sear it at the end instead of turning it up high in the first stage of cooking. 

File this post under meal planning, I guess. I was realizing yesterday that I have a bunch of stuff that I can use up in the next week without having to do a huge grocery list; I found a bunch of squid ink pasta that I bought a while back and forgot about. I'm also in the mood to make something kind of cajun - I was thinking like a deconstructed shrimp and grits with polenta instead of grits. I also have this really silly "three sisters stew" thing from the Times that I'm quietly suspecting is going to be a little gross. It's got pork loin cubes and then the typical three sisters - squash (yellow), beans (pinto and black), and corn (sliced off the cobb, but frozen or canned would work just as well. Faux Native one pot kind of meal. Hang on, I'm burning the shit out of my roux. 

Anyway, I think it's got some good potential, but right now the recipe looks a little bit like one of those ones where you just dump cans into water - which can be good, surely, but sometimes needs a little tweaking. Maybe with cumin and some good hot pepper of some sort. Well, I'll figure it out.