Beloved Friday nights.
This wonderful night is when many get dressed in warm clothing to go and watch their favorite hometown football team demolish the big rival.
Friday nights are when the teenagers all get together at their favorite hang outs and drag main street or the strip, showing off the loud bass in the speakers and the bling bouncin' off the rims of their oh so carefully polished sleek car.
Friday nights are when many suits, dressed in their "Casual Friday" threads, get together after work in downtown restaurants and pubs to reflect on the work week that was.
Friday nights are when many couples get dressed up to go out on the town and eat at the finest restaurants, patiently waiting for their drinks to be refilled and the check to get to the table.
Friday nights are when the young ones get to stay up because there is no school tomorrow, and sleepovers and slumber parties are quietly tucked away behind warm windows of light.
Oh, how I love Friday nights.
So, what did I do on my Friday night you ask? I cooked one amazing dinner for my two favorite boys. I started off with a lettuce wedge, drizzled in buttermilk ranch, topped with halved grape tomatoes and bacon bits. I prepared Italian panini sandwiches, made with Italian Boule artisan bread, 3/4 of an inch thick. In between the slices of this hearty bread were slices of Boar's Head Black Forest Ham, Boar's Head Pepperoni, and Boar's Head Hard Salami. Fresh slices of buffalo mozzarella topped the meat. The outside of the bread was brushed with an olive oil mixture of chives, garlic, and dill. The sandwiches were placed in a hot cast iron skillet and cooked evenly on both sides until the bread was toasted and the buffalo mozzarella a gooey goodness. Along side the paninis were the most amazing fingerling potatoes that had been drizzled with olive oil, garlic, and dill. I grated Italian Pecorino Romano cheese over the potatoes and put them under the broiler until they were roasted perfectly.
Dinner was perfect. The company and atmosphere were perfect. This Friday night, my Friday night, is perfect.
8 comments:
Thank you so much for your comment tonight. You are a dear online friend and I appreciate you. I loved what you wrote about Friday nights. It brought back fond memories of me doing the same -- polishing my '72 chevelle, cruising the strip in front of my high school, and watching as the girl's heads turned. I thought I was a playa! hah! Love ya gal and I will talk to you again soon. BTW, your dinner sounded so delicious. I am hungry now.
Your comment on my blog was so nice. Thank you. I'm so nervous to put my work pictures up. I secretly crave to be ADORED TO DEATH, so I get all weird about my art like it's tied up with being loved. Thanks. Dinner sounded delicious. Your Friday night sounds cozy.
Abbagurl,
I love Friday night. However, my routine changes when I am abroad and I want to change the routine here to be back when I am in the country. The feeling of friday night is amazing :) and yeah the write up about the food makes me hungry now !!
You are so awesome, such a caring person, and apparently, quite a cook! Next time, invite me! :)
Great Friday night observations. Mine are so different because I work early every Saturday morning. I get home from work at 7:30 and usually read blogs till it's time for bed at 10:00. Now my Saturday nights...
Your Friday nights sound so cool. Friday night is laundry night for me. :(
This was beautiful! it reminds me of our town...you wrote it perfectly and gave me glorious memories!
Always,
Crusty~
This is a superb post, just superb.
(Even if I cant eat half the things you've described)
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