{"id":21576,"date":"2019-03-14T20:40:49","date_gmt":"2019-03-14T20:40:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/food.hoggardwagner.org\/?p=21576"},"modified":"2019-03-14T20:40:49","modified_gmt":"2019-03-14T20:40:49","slug":"steak-chive-garlic-oregano-roasted-tomato-celeriac-frites","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/food.hoggardwagner.org\/?p=21576","title":{"rendered":"steak, chive; garlic\/oregano-roasted tomato; celeriac frites"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Steak and French fries, and catsup.<\/p>\n

Actually, a grass-fed local steak, celery root frites, and roasted tomatoes.<\/p>\n

The background story is that I had gone to our local While Foods at some time after 8 in the evening yesterday intending to pick a wild Northwest Coast wild<\/em> salmon fillet, as I do occasionally (and in season, they aren’t even previously frozen).\u00a0 For the first time ever, I think, they had none. No problem, I could go back home and cook up an interesting pasta. But then I looked at the butcher display on my way out. This was something I hadn’t done in a very long time, since I almost always buy both meat and seafood from our local farmers and fishers in the Union Square Greenmarket, and occasionally from Ottomanelli & Sons on Bleecker<\/a>.<\/p>\n

On one of the trays inside the display case there was a single thick, beautifully-cut strip steak remaining, with a citation of its local origin on the display case window above it, including a picture of the family owners. It may not be a tiny<\/em> local family farm, but it seemed to have some decent credentials, and then I saw that it was also on sale. I texted Barry to see if he felt like having beef that night, but I had really already decided our names were on it.<\/p>\n

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I’m now apologizing to my usual farmer-venders, to the Greenmarket, and to the\u00a0Ottomanelli brothers for my momentary truancy. And I cannot tell a lie: The steak was pretty awesome.<\/p>\n