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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sign me up for the dough-and-meat train.
Except, reading the beginning of this conversation made me think I could go out for lunch, but the exertion of taking a shower convinced me that, yeah, it was a good idea I didn't go to work today.
I'm cooking spare ribs in the oven for tonight. I rubbed them with a rub (thank you, Jamie Oliver) and am ready to put them in. Should I cook them on low heat (250 degrees) for a long time (3 hours) or should I use a higher temperature?
The DH ordered Folded Pizza last night, They make regular pizza, then fold it in halves and then quarters and press it, which turns it into a filled-dough experience. OTH, I had the BEST flat pizza ever. White pizza with potatoes, walnuts, gorgonzola and rosemary. DeeLISHus!
Should I cook them on low heat (250 degrees) for a long time (3 hours)
This - you want low & slow so the connective tissue will have time to baste the meat as it melts.
I'm cooking spare ribs in the oven for tonight. I rubbed them with a rub (thank you, Jamie Oliver) and am ready to put them in. Should I cook them on low heat (250 degrees) for a long time (3 hours) or should I use a higher temperature?
America's Test Kitchen did indoors spare ribs on this weekend's episode, and they cooked them on a rack in a sheet pan over some smoky tea (Lapsong Souchong, I think it was), set the pan on a cooking/pizza stone after it had heated up to 500 degrees, cooked it at that temp for about 30-45 minutes, and then backed it down to 250 for 2 1/2 to 3 hours, IIRC. Oh, and they made sure to cover the pan in tin foil to keep the steaming/smoking contained.
We made stock this weekend with a beef and lamb bone. The lamb was a *terrible* idea; the smell made us both too sick to sleep, and the whole thing is a greasy mess. I hope it doesn't ruin the taste, though.
There is a Golden Retriever in my dining room that my neighbor and I found wandering the busy street by my house. The damn thing is trying to bond with me so I don't call animal control.
Make it stop looking at me with those eyes!
Damn.
I'm making myself hungry now.
Awww, those big dark sweet eyes.