It was the best of meals, it was the worst of meal prep.
Lamb loin chops with tandoori spices and crisp-fried shallots (2 ea)
I set these up to marinade at lunch time: fresh ginger and garlic (about a tbs each) and had to go through most of a head of garlic just to find some that weren't sprouted or shriveled. A pinch of cayenne, a hefty dose of cumin, coriander, paprika and cardamom, salt, lemon zest and juice... now where's the yoghurt? Both tubs of plain Y in the fridge have this beautiful Wedgewood blue mold growing on them (one of them was unopened, but old). I ended up using cottage cheese and trying to mash it. The marinade looked like, well, it wasn't pretty.
The shallots were sliced thin, dusted with some flour, salt, white and red pepper, then fried in oil. Some of this shallot-y oil was then used in a hot skillet to sear the lamb chops, now scraped of curd. They went in a 350F convection oven with the probulator set to 145F.
The marinade was combined with some cream and an immersion blender was used to de-curd the cottage cheese. Simmered over a low flame to thicken while other things went on. Reminder -- use other end of stove so the immersion blender can reach the burner. The sauce went down on the plate before the chops, then the crispy shallots sprinkled over the top.
Sides: Spanish Tortilla and Haricot Verts
The greenie beanies were no trouble: Just a quick steam in the micro.
The tortilla was a bit of a mess, needing more eggs than we had in the house (Thing2, now with drivers license, was sent out for more), done in a too-wide pan, requiring two serving platters to flip it, rather than just plates (more of the shallot oil used here to good effect). Recipe from "One Potato, Two Potato".
Dessert: Molten Lava Cakes
I forget which recipe MrsF used, but she was running a little ragged between this and the tortilla. Separating one of the last eggs, she knocked over the measuring cup into which the whites had gone. I told her, "You know how much I love you? I didn't laugh there." Well, then she went to clean it up, trying to sponge a handful at a time off the counter to put in the trash, and the whole thing shlucked off the counter. Then I laughed.
It all came out beautiful, we used nearly as many pans and platters as we would to feed three times as many people, but a great meal.
What is patriotism, but the love of good things we ate in our childhood?
-- Lin Yutang