Wife continues to enjoy it when I bullshit my way through the kitchen. So BS I do. Oh, and I know I promised dear meat to... whoever the Hell reads it. But I dunno yet.
Today was pork. I'm not sure what kind of pork. It was maybe a pound or less, all cut into six chunky strips. I seared first in a little bit of oil and a quick rubdown with salt. Once crisp on each side, out they went to rest. In the meantime, in all that oil and porky goodness went some roughly chopped onions. They were pretty big, actually. Mostly rings that I broke apart in the pan. I also tried to scrape all that porky goodness into the onions as they got nice and soft. Once done, onion and oil went into a little casserole. A nice bed for later, that was. Next came my braise. It was a cup of chicken broth and brown sugar. I'm not sure how much brown sugar, because it's rock hard and I just bashed it against my head and dropped chunks into the piping hot liquid. Garlic powder and black pepper in next, then mustard and Worcestershire and honey. Once into the casserole with pork and onions, it got to cook at 450 for a half hour.
The bell rings, then I separate the pork. It rests some more and all that liquid flavor goes back in the pan with three tablespoons of flour. It made a wonder sauce once wife added a bit of adobo in it.
As for flavor? Well, the pork came out nice and juicy. There was also nice pork on pork action thanks to the sauce. Wife was happy. So I'm happy. She made a nice cheesy veggie/rice mix topped with french fried onions. I liked it. But it's her recipe so she should post it.
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