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Christmas Holiday Stuff

December 29, 2008

2005 Kathryn Kennedy Cabernet (Small Lot)
& Christmas Eve Prime Rib

Good Morning Gentle Readers,

Sometimes it's fun just to dazzle your own self with a little extravagance. Since the in-laws weren't due for the big family shindig until the 26th, the four of us indulged with a prime rib roast dinner by candlelight for Christmas Eve. Be just perfect for a stay-at-home romantic New Year's Eve as well, so pay attention here.

Prime Rib + Herbs

With all good food, fresh ingredients are a must. The Sage and Thyme were snipped from the gardens of Casa de las Rocas Grandes just moments before.

Coat the roast with olive oil, season to taste. I used sea salt, ground pepper, sage, and thyme. Don't skimp, this is the stuff that ensures the delectable crust.

Oven Ready  

Preheat the oven to 250 F (121 C).

WedgewoodIn another life, TWC lived with a blond chick and her vintage  1930's Wedgewood  match-light stove. Crank the knob, wait for the stench of raw gas, strike the stick match, wave the flame in the general vicinity of the burner, then yank your hand back in an attempt to avoid singed knuckles. Yes, that's why they're called Kitchen Matches.

The oven thermostat was erratic, wildly out of touch with reality, yet that girl could bake up a Christmas loaf of cherry walnut bread that'd knock your socks off. How? She used an oven thermometer and so should you. Even today's high-dollar modern appliances fail the thermostat test, so don't trust them. Get a good oven thermometer. Or Two.

Stick a meat thermometer into the thickest part of the roast. Bake until the thermometer reads about 120 F (49 C). This is tricky, so test a couple of different places to be sure. It ain't rocket science, but unless you want a well done roast you really want the internal temperature below 125 F (52 C). At this point, crank the oven up to the Blast Furnace setting for about ten minutes or so. This will give you the desired crunchy finish on the outside of the prime rib. 135 F (57 C) should get you a medium rare roast.

Remove the roast to a suitable platter and let it rest for ten minutes before carving.

Ready to serve 

THE WINE

Kennedy As the name implies, Small Lot Cabernet is sourced from many small vineyards that dot the inland side of the Santa Cruz mountains, an area that was once home to the cherry orchards that defined the pre-digital Silicon Valley.

The Kathryn Kennedy Small Lot Cabernet was a bit disappointing. Not terrible, just that it wasn't memorable. At fifty dollars US, TWC expected more. The wine was tightly wound and never really opened up. Dry in a Bordeaux style with an odd minty back taste at the end. Crest Toothpaste? Nah, much more subtle than that.  

Winemakers Notes:

.....moderately intense aromas of black cherry with dense and ripe currants. There is a sweet fruit impression followed by hints of mountainside rocks, wet loam and dry herbs.

That isn't a description of the wine we drank, but it is possible that the bottle was in the initial stages of taint. No wet cardboard or chlorine, but the wine had an  off feel to it. It wasn't quite like Amphetamine Annie spitting Jim's expensive Bordeaux back into the glass and bellowing: he paid a hundred dollars for THIS? Jim's Bordeaux truly wasn't ready to be served and it is possible that the Small Lots Cab needs a decade in the cellar. Given the cost, I'm not confident enough of that outcome to recommend this wine. Thanks to the generosity of  one of my Fairy Godmothers, I've three more bottles. Time is often kind to red wine and we'll see how it turns out. 

As Always,

The Wine Commonsewer

December 27, 2008

Lileks on Christmas Past



I’m never happy to see Christmas pass; it makes all the decorations and holiday gear suddenly seem sad and out of date. It shouldn’t be so, as we are celebrating The Season, and that lasts beyond The Day, right? But we all know better. Santa is a symbol of hope and delight on Dec. 23rd; on the 26th he’s heaped in clearance bins. Even his most fervent constituency, children, has moved on.


December 25, 2008

We're Done (Including the Cookies & Milk)

Good Christmas Morning Gentle Readers,

Last night, the kids left cookies, milk, and a note, which they asked Santa to sign. I'd say they were hedging their bets, but I'm the dad.

Last Christmas The House Blond left a glass of wine for Santa. Not gonna happen this year because Santa is supposed to be a good example to all the boys and girls. See what public education buys you?

Santa_coffee_2

Mrs TWC loves Adam Sandler Chanukah videos (Bonus: Get Drunk In Tijuanica) so as were finishing up the last of the Christmas gifts I notice that my gift wrapping skills remain marginal. Spent some time, once, with a blond chick who fit most of your preconceived notions about blond chicks. Her advice to me was: You're supposed to wrap the presents, not upholster them. Course she ended up hitched up to a Jehovah Witness, so the point became relatively moot.

And then, after Mrs TWC and I wrapped up (heh), and just before we drifted off for a long winter's nap, the cold rain began. That's what happened in 1969 and it didn't stop raining until March.

Merry Christmas to you and yours, may your day be blessed.

As Ever,

TWC

December 24, 2008

Bad News From Up North

Palin rudolph

Wine_glass_pour_bottle Tip of the glass to SASOB

December 20, 2008

Not *THAT* Tree, Charley Brown

Good Morning Gentle Readers,

Apparently, some time Saturday afternoon of Thanksgiving weekend, while zipping toward home from Sonora (in the politically incorrect foreign pickup truck that's made in America), we took a wrong turn at Albuquerque and ended up somewhere near Fargo, North Dakota. From soaking up the sun to carting the  frostbitten brass monkey into the garage in three short days.
 


Part of the tradition here at the Casa is the ritual seeking of the perfect tree. Once identified, the kids then hack it down, Paul Bunyan style, with an axe. Gets a few raised eyebrows as the kids wander through the tree farm, hatchet in hand, but so far nobody's called Social Services. Dad grinds them to a fine edge and the kids take turns fighting over who gets to administer the killing blow. The Boy has the killing blow down, but he's not clear on the concept of a perfect tree. This one may be marked down.

Charley Brown Tree

That's an elf hat. And that's an elf ear. In case you was wondering.

As Ever,

TWC

December 19, 2008

The Pause That Refreshes

Good Morning Gentle Readers,

The back cover of the December 1937 issue of National Geographic.

Coke 2 


December 17, 2008

Shirley Temple on Belief in Santa



I stopped believing in Santa Claus when my mother took me to see him in a department store, and he asked for my autograph


December 16, 2008

My Dear, We're Still Good Bye'n
Biscuit Boy? Is that you & LC?

Good Morning Gentle Readers,

Lost in the clamor for the neutering of the season is the reality that many of our most beloved Christmas tunes were written by [gasp] Jews. White Christmas and The Christmas Waltz, for two.

Sammy Cahn and Jules Styne penned Let it Snow in 1946 as a paean to bygone eras. Okay, so it isn't quite an actual song about Christmas. But it is. Ask my mom.


What a great arrangement. Love the intro. Nobody in the modern era does Big Band better than Harry Connick, Jr.

Bonus: When I was a little kid I thought they were singing Let Us Know! Go figure. It never made much sense to me, but I belted it out (off key) along with the likes of Sinatra.

As Ever,

TWC

December 26, 2007

The Day After

Good Morning Gentle Readers,

James Lileks says.....

I’m never happy to see Christmas pass; it makes all the decorations and holiday gear suddenly seem sad and out of date. It shouldn’t be so, as we are celebrating The Season, and that lasts beyond The Day, right? But we all know better. Santa is a symbol of hope and delight on Dec. 23rd; on the 26th he’s heaped in clearance bins. Even his most fervent constituency, children, has moved on.

In Other News

Mrs TWC slipped one of these under the tree.

Ionttusb05_turntable

Won't mean much to the under-35 crowd, but for us Doobie Brothers burn-outs who hung onto a closet full of vinyl, half of which is laced with more campfire hiss and pop than the local Girl Sprout Jamboree, this could be a sweet deal. Think Geek reminds us that.....

It's a sad life being an outdated media format like the vinyl record. Once you were hi-tech and new with amazing sound... now everyone shuns you in favor of soulless shiny metallic discs. Is that the treatment a true audio pioneer deserves?

As Always,

TWC

December 25, 2007

We're Done

Gentle Readers,

My kids left cookies, milk, and...........wait for it.....The House Blond left a glass of wine for Santa. Good girl. 

Santa_coffee_2

And now, we're having a Blew Christmas. The winds are howling like deranged coyotes. I think that's how Tim Allen got the job in the first place. The old Santa was blown away.

Merry Christmas to you and yours.

As Ever,

TWC

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