Sunday, April 1, 2012

You Got the Swag Sauce

In my first "Sh*t My Husband Cooks" post, I raved about his Crockpotted Asian Ginger Beef that has become a staple in our household. But because I was so consumed with eating it, I didn't go out of my way to take any quality photos of my delicious meal. However, when Steve came home one not so special evening with a very colorful arsenal of ingredients I grabbed my Rebel and obsessively followed him around the kitchen pretending I was a photographer for the now-defunct Gourmet.

Steve does this thing where he doesn't like to tell me what he's making, he wants to "surprise" me, which I normally oblige. Unless of course, I am being a food paparazzi.

Now I'm no Emeril (clearly, judging by the fact that that's the only chef I can recall by name), but from peering over his shoulder I could deduce that there was some sort of sauce featuring tomatoes, capers, kalamata olives (which are one of my current obsessions), spinach and other good-smelling things.

At this point I started to wonder if this sauce concoction was my actual meal, as there was no "real" food in sight. Which I probably would have been okay with, because let's face it- I've consumed a lot worse.

But hark! There was non-sauce component- tilapia! Which by the way, was on the list of foods I automatically didn't like until I tried it at work and was made a believer.

And it kept getting better. The tilapia was served on a bed of fluffy orzo, which is the closest I will get to eating rice. A little bland looking, until you add...

The sauce! Oh, the sauce.

I took probably 40 pictures of the completed dish alone because it was just so beautiful. I don't normally feel that way because everything I eat comes out of a box or a can.

I felt like I was in a restaurant because Steve even garnished it with a slice of lemon. If that doesn't scream fancy, I don't know what does. Although I do know what doesn't, and it's probably the fake carnations.

Also, it tasted really good. Even if it didn't, I probably would have eaten the entire thing because it was so visually appealing. Plus I have to eat whatever is placed in front of me or else I don't eat. But it definitely helps when it's pretty.



  1. Holy crap, that looks amazing! I'm jealous.

  2. I will send your compliments to the chef. Who clearly is not me.