Anyway!
I've come to realize that the medium I have become most comfortable with for expressing my love (not to mention happiness, frustration, and all the other emotions of the spectrum) is food. I love the food, of course, but being able to make a delicious meal and cook it for the people I love is something that's become quite apparent recently. For Valentine's Day this year, I decided to do something a little special for Marshall (and me, of course). Getting some slight inspiration from the episode of Friends where it shows what might've happened if Monica remained fat (and Ross never got divorced, Rachel married Barry, and so on), I decided to make an entire meal Marshall and I could eat with our hands. If you know Friends as well as I do, you'll know the reference. If not, no worries; just be content that I am a bigger nerd than you are. I also wanted to cook something that I had never made before. After some thinking and some searching through Epicurious.com, I came up with the following menu:
- Sautéed Quail with Paprika Sauce
- Moroccan-Spiced Vegetables
- Moroccan Couscous, and
- [Homemade] Cardamom Ice Cream
Since Valentine's Day fell on a Monday and I didn't want to have to fight with the hordes of couples going out to dinner that night, I offered to make dinner the night before. We would eat in, have a good home-cooked meal, and just stay relaxed. On that Saturday, I went ahead and made the base for the Cardamom Ice Cream. Sitting in the fridge overnight allowed the flavors to meld and really infuse the cream. For some reason, I believe Marshall was out during the day on Sunday, so I had time to focus on preparing the meal. The quail was the only worrisome part of the meal, as I had never cooked with it or even bought it from the store. I found some at my favorite bankrupt Italian market, Cosentino's, and they turned out to be just fine. They had already been cleaned and had their backs removed, which made my job a WHOLE lot easier.
The meal, and the night as a whole, was perfect. I enjoyed eating with my hands, even though I don't think Marshall was as keen on the experience as I was. The couscous was a delicious last-minute choice to round out the meal. I loved the bright and smoky paprika sauce, which blended well with the vegetables and the couscous. The quail was delicious, too, and not as gamy as I thought it might be. I believe we almost forgot about the ice cream. It was beautifully creamy, silky, and spicy, without being super sweet. Definitely a perfect ending to our meal.
This is definitely a meal for a special occasion. I could totally see turning this into a themed event: a big group of friends over, lots of brightly-colored throw pillows and rugs on the floor, dimmed lighting, and everyone seated on the floor around a low table enjoying some delicious food and wine...
