Thought for Food

I’m not sayin’ it worked, I’m just sayin’ this was our Super Bowl party invite:

Subject: Bo ssäm Voodoo

This is my theory: New Orleans is home to some of the best food in the world. Indianapolis decidedly is not. So the better the food served on Super Bowl Sunday, the better the chances the Saints will win. (Don’t think too hard about it. Just go with it.)

To that end, we’re making bo ssäm for the Super Bowl, and we’d love to have you join us. (For those who’ve never had it, it’s frickin’ voodoo in a lettuce wrap. Mystically delicious.)

Quick pickles (Bosc pears, radishes, English cucumber, and fennel) which I could eat all day long and with anything. Plus kimchi and ssam jang.

Pailey girls load up…

The first of two wraps I inhaled with delirious joy. The quality of the pork butt was THROUGH THE ROOF. We got it from our friends at The Meat Hook. I mean look at it:

If you ever make bo ssäm (take a cue from Kristin and give it a go!), spend extra to get good pork. Last time a snafu with a local pig farmer meant we had to buy our butts at Whole Foods and they were merely delicious, not orgasmic.

Finally, here’s a recipe, though not the one we used which is TOP SECRET. But if you email me I’d be willing to share it. (Like I said: TOP SECRET! :)