Ack! 100 days! That is nuts. What on earth did I get myself into?
In honor of my 100th post, I give you:
I don't have one of those witty posts where I've written 100 random things about me and linked to myself all over the place. I just didn't do it. I'm sorry. But! Feel free to check out the alphabetical listing--- I think they are all in there.
I made veal picatta the other night. I think it needed more lemon, and I should have dredged it in flour the way I did the Veal Marsala. I tried to take a shortcut, and although it didn't work out as well as I would have liked, it was still tasty.
--2 lbs of veal
--4 T butter
--1/4 of an onion, chopped
--2 T white wine
--2 T granulated sugar (not pictured, I didn't know it was going to need it at photo time)
--juice from 2 lemons (1 right away, one before serving)
--package of sliced mushrooms
--1/2 jar capers, drained
--salt and pepper to taste
I threw everything into the crock, set it on low and ignored it for 4hours. That was not a good idea. The meat stuck together in a weird lump, so I needed to stir it around to separate the pieces, creating a weird-looking veal stew.
If I was going to make this again (and what I recommend if you are going to test this out...) would be to make a flour dredge (if you're gluten free, go with a baking mix like Pamela's or a rice flour) with salt and pepper. Coat all the pieces of the veal individually and lay them staggered into your crock. Like I did with the veal marsala... sigh.
Then melt your butter, and mix the wine, sugar, and lemon juice with the butter to pour on top of the veal. Add mushrooms and the chopped onion. Top with a half bottle or so of drained capers.
Cook on low for 4-5 hours--veal doesn't take long to cook.
Before serving, squeeze the other lemon into the mixture, and sprinkle on a few more capers.
This tasted fine---but I'm definitely kicking myself for not taking the time to do it properly. Is it cheating if I use the same sauce mixture for chicken picatta?
Thank you for sticking with me for 100 whole recipes! It means a lot to know that there are real, actual, normal, everyday people checking in on me providing encouragement.