the lemon vinaigrette
dressing was so good the last time I made it, a little over a month ago. It isn’t always that good — good, but not like that one. I am particular about salad dressing because a) I didn’t eat much salad most of my life b) I don’t buy dressings. Sometimes a little orange juice and craisins are enough. I have graduated to sometimes using flavored balsamic vinegars: lemon-flavored specifically.
I made the vinaigrette again last night, but it wasn’t as good — too vinegary, not as lemony as I would like it (or my husband). Think it has a tad too much water also. But what I did do was measure. I measured what I wanted to put in, but by doing so either added or subtracted from what I felt like putting in so that it would “measure” to a tsp or a tbsp or whatever, and I could have a recipe. Not how I normally make this dressing. Although, if it works next time, when I adjust it, I won’t have to experiment anymore. Fun as it is, but sometimes I just want to make it.
I also make a balsamic dressing, which is reciped (I know it’s not a verb, but it’s what I want to write), so it’s easy to replicate, like a rubber stamp. 😃
The lemon one is just magic. I will shift the lemon-to-vinegar ratio next time. I made a ton of it (figuratively speaking), so it won’t be for a while. Some foods are best created by the hands and heart, leaving the mind behind. Or somewhere.
- white wine vinegar
- fresh lemon juice
- corn oil
- water as needed
- mustard (Grey Poupon style)
- salt + pepper
- dash of vinegar, as needed
For the magic one (oof, could jump to “magic” things but will leave that for another time) I substituted regular vinegar for the wine vinegar (because we didn’t have it), and agave for the honey (because I felt like it).
- olive oil
- balsamic vinegar (use a middle of the road balsamic)
- garlic powder
- salt + pepper
i have an electronic recipe book
where I have accumulated recipes I’ve had for decades, new ones, and some from the web that I like. A Scrivener concoction. I’m hoping it will take the place of the ring-bound contraption that’s falling apart, but I like the contraption. At least the best recipes are in two places now.
The kitchen above is at The Breakers mansion in Newport, RI
It is a favorite of mine, should see the others, but this one is nostalgic in some way, to me. Not because it is old, they all are, out-of-date, over-the-top … lots of hyphenation … it has been dear to me for a long time, then to boot my first “real” date with my husband was in Newport: dinner at a wonderful place (that also, now that I drink them I know, makes yummy French 75s), a drive to a fudge shop (sigh!), and then something I had wanted to do for years: attend a concert at the Newport Music Festival — mainly classical music performed in the mansions. And yes, we went to a performance at The Breakers. I have yet to tire of photographing the place. It whispers summer to me regardless of the time of year.
The photo has nothing to do with anything, but I don’t have a lemon photograph and didn’t feel like searching for one. The tour at the mansion concludes in the kitchen, and I leave there with the same thought every time: if I could cook here once …