You guys! I made these turkey meatballs in tomato sauce, and don’t tell anyone, but I think they might be kinda healthy. I mean, I didn’t put anything crazy in them like bacon or a ton of gooey cheese. There is a bit of parmesan, but that’s it. Seriously, this is going to ruin my reputation.
Here’s the good news. They’re totally awesome. And they’re completely affordable. I mean, I know ground turkey can be expensive, but one package makes forty small meatballs. I expect to get four meals for two people out of this one pot.
And that’s the really genius part. Aside from being completely tasty, they’re also really versatile. We ate them as sandwiches the first two times, and then I used the last of the meatballs and sauce to make a baked pasta dish. You could serve them over rice or couscous. You could freeze half for later. It’s kind of like one of those genius mom things.
Who knew I could talk so much about meatballs?
In other news, the polar vortex has had night time temperatures in Hawaii dipping into the mid to low 60′s and everybody is freakin’ out a bit. We have an extra bedroom if you need to escape the real cold and enjoy our record low temps. I’ll make you meatballs. And cake. We can go to the beach. It’ll be awesome.
If you can’t make it to the middle of the ocean, at least put a big pot of meatballs on your stove to simmer and warm you up. It’ll be awesome. I promise.
This month’s burgerology is a bit unusual. Beyond Burgers HI isn’t actually a restaurant. It’s a food truck. They don’t have one fixed location, as far as I know, so be sure to follow them on Facebook and Twitter to find out where to try these totally awesome burgers.
We tracked them down at Eat the Street, a monthly food truck rally in Kakaako. It takes place the last Friday of every month, so if you live in Honolulu or are lucky enough to be visiting at that time, you really have to check it out. It’s a food lover’s paradise.
Every month at Eat the Street has a different theme, and this time it was chocolate. Beyond Burgers had a special for the night featuring a burger with bacon dipped in chocolate. Geoff decided to roll the dice and give it a try. I have to say this particular gamble didn’t particularly pay off. Maybe if the chocolate had been a bit darker, less sweet, it may have worked. Minus the chocolate, the burger itself was great. What’s life without a little risk, eh?
I tried the Swiss and Bacon Burger with a tasty aioli. The bun was the best part. It’s substantial enough to hold up to the burger without getting soggy. It’s also perfectly toasted on top and bottom which adds another element of flavor. I was hooked. Alas, the awesome photo I took of my burger with my crappy phone turned out to be a photo of the sidewalk. You’ll have to use your imagination.
Besides burgers made with locally grown beef, they also sell a bacon-wrapped hot dog, which I’m dying to try, and homemade fruit infused lemonades and iced tea. We shared a strawberry Arnold Palmer that was very refreshing and not too sweet. I quite enjoy a drink that has to be poured from a ladle.
Track down Beyond Burgers, and give them a try. You won’t regret it. Just maybe skip the chocolate on your burger. Everything else is excellent.
Wait. What’s Pancake Day?
That was my question, too, when my charming English husband first mentioned this. I had never heard of it before. Apparently, in England, instead of Mardi Gras, they have pancake day. Parades, dancing in the streets, tossing beads and showing your boobs are all much too exuberant for the always polite and restrained English. I have to say, I’ve quite learned to enjoy pancake day. Mostly because it involves lemony, sugary, carbs.
Here’s another thing that still confuses me a bit about pancake day. These are actually crepes, right? Unless there’s some secret distinction my American brain can’t comprehend, I would definitely consider them crepes and not pancakes. But you can’t say that to an English person. They tend not to care for the French. Don’t even try and tell them their pancakes are actually French. Just shut up, and eat them. It’s gonna be awesome.
Here’s how this whole thing goes down. I make the crepe, ahem, pancake batter. Geoff actually cooks them. I walk away while this happens because technically, he’s doing it wrong, but they always come out perfect, so I learn to keep my bossy, rule-abiding mouth shut. Once you start to have hot pancakes coming out of the pan, you squeeze a wedge of lemon over them, sprinkle some white sugar on top, roll it up, and stick it in your face while it’s still hot. I’m sure the English would use a knife and fork. I don’t bother with that and eat it with my hands because I’m a coarse and vulgar American. It’s cool.
You can obviously fill these with whatever you have lying around, but try this simple lemon juice and sugar version. It’s bright and sweet, and the sugar adds a delightful little crunch. It’s supposed to be indulgent. It’s the last fun thing you get to do for the next forty days. If you’re a lent type of person. And if you’re not, it’s still fun.
If you’re not into parades and beads and public drunkenness, try the Pancake Day experience instead. I was skeptical at first, but now I look forward to it every year. Happy Pancake Day, kids!