Month: May 2016

  • Five Pepper Baby Back Ribs

    Five Pepper Baby Back Ribs

    If you follow my cooking long enough, you’ll figure out that what I cook tends to follow closely with whatever is on sale at the store – I consider my cooking style to be “Foodie Frugal”. This recipe is no different. We were going to have some friends over, and baby back ribs were on sale. I’ve never cooked ribs before, so I thought I’d give it a go. My goal was to make smokey, slightly spicy ribs, with a rich brown sugar crust – so tasty they wouldn’t need any BBQ sauce.  This is what I came up with, please enjoy!


    Five Pepper Baby Back Ribs

    Prep Time: 45 minutes

    Cook Time: 4 hours

    Ingredients:

    • 4 lbs. Baby Back Ribs
    • 2 Fresh Jalapenos
    • Spice Rub (see below)
    • 4 tablespoons Bourbon (one tablespoon per rack of ribs)

    Directions:

    1. Prep 4 sheets of aluminum foil (one per rack), roughly 18″-24″ long. Turn up the edges to hold the bourbon.
    2. Pour a tablespoon (roughly, accuracy here isn’t critical!) of bourbon on each foil pan.
    3. Pre-heat oven to 275 degrees
    4. Remove the pith and seeds of the jalapenos, and cut into one inch squares
    5. Remove tough membrane on the underside of the ribs (I used paper towels to help pull it)
    6. Cut each rack of ribs in half, which makes it easier to wrap them up
    7. Rub the inside of the jalapeno slices over all of the meat and bones
    8. Place a few of the used jalapeno slices on each foil pan
    9. Rub the spice rub on all of the meat, really pressing the rub into the meat
    10. Place two half racks of ribs on each foil pan, bone ends touching, trying to keep the width as even as possible.
    11. Pour any remaining rub on the tops of the ribs
    12. Seal the foil packets, and place in a baking pan (I lined our pan, because I hate scrubbing pans!)
    13. Bake at 275 degrees for 3.5 hours
    14. Bask in the incredible aroma. Open the windows and torture your neighbors.
    15. Remove ribs and let them rest, leaving the foil packets sealed.
    16. At this point, you could refrigerate them, and finish them on the grill in another day or two, if you wanted.
    17. Heat grill to a medium high heat
    18. Sear ribs over medium high heat for 7-10 minutes per side. The ribs are fully cooked already, so the goal is simply to infuse some smoke flavor, and give the rub and meat a good crust
    19. Enjoy!

    Spice Rub

    Ingredients:

    You’ll find I tend to go by feel on seasonings, so these measurements are all approximate – adjust as you see fit!

    • 1/3 cup Kosher Salt
    • 1 teaspoon fine ground black pepper
    • 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
    • 1/2 teaspoon chili powder
    • 1 teaspoon garlic powder
    • 1/4 teaspoon ginger
    • 1/2 teaspoon ground mustard
    • 1/2 teaspoon ground red pepper
    • 2 teaspoons smoked paprika (I *love* this seasoning!)
    • 1/2 teaspoon ground sage
    • 2 tablespoons light brown sugar (I used some muscovado, only because it was handy)

    Mix all seasonings together. I use a sandwich bag, as you’ll see in the pictures.


    Final Verdict:

    Flavor:

    As I mentioned in my apology entry, the rub was too salty for my taste. If you love salt, those proportions might be right for you. I don’t care for much salt, so to me, the salt here overpowered most of the seasonings. When I do these next, I’ll be cutting way back on the salt, probably 2 tablespoons, and leave everything else roughly the same. The meat was actually spicy all by itself, presumably because of the jalapeno rub, and I really enjoyed that aspect. Overall, I achieved my goal of well seasoned ribs that didn’t need sauce. Not bad for a first try!

    Aroma:

    Heavenly. Unbelievable. Ridiculous.

    I don’t use words like that to describe much of what I do in this life, but they are justified. The combination of spice, brown sugar, and bourbon, for 3+ hours, was intoxicating. I ran to the store while they were baking, and when I got home, I was in awe. I’d do the ribs again this way, just to have the house smell like that again!

    Texture:

    Ridiculously tender. Literally fell off the bones cleanly. A little dried out, and next time I will probably do a few minutes less on the grill. But for me, who *hates* eating meat on bones because I get food in my beard, these ribs were *PERFECT*. Low and slow in the oven was definitely the right approach here.

    Overall:

    Not perfect, but very very good. Definitely worth doing again, with a few minor tweaks.


    Let me know how these turn out for you!

  • Swing for the Fences

    Swing for the Fences

    I’m not big into sports. I’ll watch the occasional football game. I keep up with NASCAR because I’m in a fantasy league and get to go out to the races on my employer’s dime. But basketball? Baseball? Even hockey? Not really.

    But today, I realized that I have a professional level, maybe even an Olympic level gifting… at batting away compliments. If there was an Olympic category – in the summer Olympics, of course – for how far and fast you can bat away compliments, I’d set world records and win golds at a blistering pace! I’d wager good money that few in this world can compete at my level!

    So, I made some ribs and fresh green beans for dinner for some friends over the weekend. I’ve never made ribs before, but I had in my mind a vision of ribs so divine, people would mistake their serving and the accompanying host of angels for the second coming! Because, of course, having never made them before, they would be epic!

    The green beans are a problem for me. My recipe is based around my mother’s, whose are AMAZING. And yet, I can’t seem to quite achieve the same intensity of flavor that she coaxes out of them. I’ve watched her, numerous times, hoping to see the secret I’ve missed, but I just don’t see it.


    Anyway, I worked hard on these ribs. Slow cooked them for hours. The smell in our house was, quite literally, intoxicating. By the time it was time to finish them on the grill, I was convinced I had achieved baby back rib nirvana.

    We sit down to eat, say a quick grace, and I dig in. Normally I’m the type of cook who wants to wait until everyone else has tried the food, because I don’t want to miss their responses. This time, I dig right in – partially because I skipped lunch! Immediately, my heart sinks. The green beans? Not perfect. The ribs? Ridiculously tender, but the rub is too salty. I immediately start running down the food. I’m not sure anyone else had even gotten through their first bite!

    Needless to say, the compliments were few, and half-hearted. And today? I find myself dejected and heavy-hearted, feeling my affirmation tank is bone dry. It was incredibly rude of me to cut off my friends’ desire to compliment my cooking. Was the food AMAZEBALLS? No. Was it better than good? Yes, I do believe it was. Was I a jerk? Absolutely.

    So now the fun question, why? Why did I bat at those compliments like Babe Ruth swinging for the fences? My own insecurities. Because the food didn’t live up to the level of perfection I had imagined and convinced myself it should, to me that made the food crap. And by running it down immediately, I was removing any pressure my friends felt to compliment me on sub-par food. See what I did there? “Sub-par” as if it was below expectation, and not worthy. Would my friends pay me false praise? I don’t believe they are that kind of friends. Did anyone agree with my denigrations? Not really – half-heartedly, at best.

    Yet again, I am reminded that there is no room for grace or mercy in my world, towards myself. Jon Acuff talks about the spot between good and perfect called “awesome”, and I really resonate with that idea. And yet when I hit somewhere between good and awesome, on my FIRST EVER ATTEMPT AT RIBS, I refuse to take any pride of affirmation from that. And then I cut off my friends at the knees when they try to affirm my work!

    I’m sorry, my friends, for inviting you to a meal I worked hard to provide, that may not have been transcendent in execution but was still solid, and then rendering your opinions moot and making it clear that I didn’t want to hear them. I’ll make it up to you with another meal sometime soon?