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The Weekly Newsletter |
Menus and Stories for January 5 - 9, 2009
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| Barack LOVES these! |
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We do too. Fran's caramels with Sea Salt on them. They're made in Seattle and we've had them for a year or so. The other day, browsing through the NY Times I noticed an article about salted caramels and how they are the new big thing (who knew?) Turns out the featured candy maker was Fran.
So, if you want to eat like our new President, here's your chance.
Oh - on that note, we're going to have a day of celebration on January 20, inauguration day. We'll have Obama's favorite foods all day long and then, at night, we'll have a special event here too, with the help of MoveOn.org. Stay tuned.
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The Sweet Potato Queen is coming |
Yes, here's another date to put on your calendar. January 15. Malaprops Bookstore. Jill Connor Brown, the one and only Sweet Potato Queen is coming. We're providing some snacks for her fans. Not being on the inside of this thing, I've been reading her books and am trying to decide just what to make. A whole lot of her recipes involve a lot of butter and a lot of sugar. Crumbling pralines on top of things is popular. She includes a recipe for pralines but these, in my humble opinion, are pretty fine and all you have to do is open the little packet. Easy!
But do come on the 15th. Should be fun.
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| The newest Dinner to Go Prize |
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Do you know that you can enter our dinner to go drawing each month? Each month we change the prize. This month you get to choose a box of this fabulous candy. Pick the Taffy (this, I'm told IS the original salt water taffy), or some of the butter mints or perhaps a box of their peanut butter chews.
Now this, my friends, is some delicious candy!
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Dinners to go for this week |
Dinners come with a freshly-made green salad, salad dressing of the day,
and made-right-here bread of the day. We take reservations until noon or so.
Please order by phone (252-1500), by fax (252-0200)
or stop in to speak to one of us in person.
Dinners are ready at 4:30 and can be picked up until we close at 6:00 pm.
Monday January 5 Maple-Thyme Chicken and Fried Green Tomatoes 10.25
Tuesday January 6 Black Bean and Chevre Quesadillas with Guacamole 9.75
Wednesday January 7 Caramelized Apple Roast Pork 10.50
Thursday January 8 Chicken and Herbed Dumplings 10.50
Friday January 9 Pan-seared Salmon with Butternut Squash Risotto 13.75
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Our website |
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| Special casserole of the week |
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We make a special casserole each Wednesday.
Give us a call on Tuesday before we close and we'll fix you up.
Order a half if you have around 4 folks, or, if you have a bigger group,
Or just like leftovers, order a full sized one.
Then come pick up between 4:30 and 6:00 on Wednesday.
Wednesday, January 7
Beef Stroganoff
Full: 39.50
Half: 19.75
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Something simple |
You know, we have all sorts of interesting gourmet-to-go items for you. Every day there are about 20 or 30 things to choose from in our deli case. But sometimes all you want might be a simple salad. Just take a gander in our "help yourself" case. Right above Adam's favorite cheeses and Andrew's favorite beverages you'll find ready to go salads. Pick out a salad dressing and you're all set, unless you feel like adding some chips or a cookie or, well, you know.
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| Today's Biscuits |
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Marty makes my mother's biscuits just about every day. And, if you're lucky, it'll be the day when Chris is making gravy and you can put them together and have biscuits and gravy - nice!
Speaking of biscuits, I'll be teaching again this summer at the Swannanoa School of Culinary Arts. This year there will be two weeks of themed classes, with different teachers each day. I'll be teaching during the second week, a whole week devoted to foods from all over the United States. (The first week is all international foods.) My day is New England and I'll probably be teaching how to make these biscuits, among other things. Check out the link to find out more.
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Swannanoa School of Culinary Arts |
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Something snacky |
Like hiking? Need something quick for snacking? Try these!
(Sure, you can certainly enjoy them in front of a football game too. We won't tell anyone.)
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| A Note from Laurey |
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| Oooh WEE! 2009. Amazing. The news is filled with gloom and doom. There is a tension in the air. What is going to happen? How's it all going to turn out? What's to become of us?
I've just spent a lovely few days with my family in Kentucky. We have the three sisters, for starters. One sister has one daughter. That daughter has a husband and together they have one son and one daughter. Those children are youngsters: The son is 2 ½ years old and the daughter is 10 months. They, to me, are the future, the light, hope, love, fun.
One day one sister and I went to take care of the little kids. My niece and her husband had plans for their day: returning things that weren't quite right, going out for a quiet dinner, and then taking in a movie. We, on the home front, were baby tenders.
When we got there, Jones, the 2 ½ year old, was on his way to his nap. Seeing us did not make him any more excited about napping than he had been before we got there, which is to say, not very excited at all. But with some encouragement from my sister, who acquiesced to his requests and went to his room and sat quietly with him, he was sound asleep soon after.
That left Bailey to roam around freely. She tottered from table to sofa to chair to, occasionally, no support at all. Without Jones's concerned attention, she was able to touch and play with every single thing she encountered: his cars, his puzzles, his games. She poked and chortled and sputtered, laughing and happy.
After while she, too, went off to nap land. My sister and I settled in for an afternoon of travels with Anthony Bourdain on the Travel Channel, both of us nodding off on our respective soft couches. The kids slept. We did too.
Later, almost 3 hours later, everyone woke up. Diapers were changed and then everyone ate. I got to deliver tiny spoonfuls of turkey and vegetables and rice and milk to Bailey while Jones picked up his chicken, poked it onto his fork, and put it in his mouth by himself. Kids full and cleaned, my sister and I ate a bit, helped by the little ones.
Games, play time, and then bedtime came. Rachel and Dustin came home, calm and happy and relaxed. Store exchanges done. Dinner good. Movie fun.
Lucinda and I bundled up, drove home, played some of our own new Christmas games with Heather, who had spent the day alone nursing a cold, and then went to bed.
All that day no one mentioned an economic downturn or unemployment numbers or daily sales or prospects for the future. The future, solidly and dependably, was in those two little babies. I have their pictures on my computer, on my desk, and in my thoughts. With them, all is bright. Happy New Year to you and yours. Thanks for being a part of this little world that we are creating here at 67 Biltmore. Thanks a whole lot.
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Family |
My sister, Lucinda, with her two grand babies: Jones the wonder boy and Bailey, his trusty, adoring sidekick.
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