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So the presents are all wrapped and under the tree. The house is vacuumed, dusted, and tidy. The tree is lovely and sparkling. The refrigerator is loaded to the gills with all sorts of good stuff. I have the Christmas Eve dinner planned and won’t have to start that much before 4:00. Christmas music is in the air, no matter which room we’re in. It doesn’t seem as if there is much left to do and nothing that requires attention for the next several hours. There are already three Christmas movies for later tonight. This is going to be a leisurely day.

Dinner shall be comprised of a 5.5 pound eye of round roast, fresh asparagus cooked tender crisp and drizzled with drawn butter and fresh squeezed lemon (served on a piping hot platter), mashed potatoes with sour cream and lots of cracked pepper, a green tossed salad with cherry tomatoes and cucumber slices, warmed French Bread, and, to finish it all off, freshly baked gingerbread topped with whipped cream and a side of vanilla ice cream.

I’ve been trying to decide how I want to cook the roast. It needs special treatment since the cut of meat is a little less tender, though more flavorful, than others. It wants slow roasting in order to achieve melt-in-your-mouth status. I think I’ll sear it first, then rub it down with crushed garlic, then sprinkle with kosher salt...place it on a rack in a shallow roasting pan, pour some red wine and beef broth into the bottom of the pan, and stick the whole thing in a 500 degree oven for about a half an hour, then reduce the heat to 200 degrees and let it continue cooking for about an hour and a half. That should get it to about medium rare. Then I’ll remove it to a platter and cover it for another 10 minutes so the juices reabsorb into the meat. It should, at that stage, be about 135 degrees on the inside and to die for tender. Then it’s slice and eat time.

Leftover roast, of which there will be plenty, to be thickly sliced for the best roast beef sandwiches ever. With a bit of mayo, fresh grated pepper, a dash of salt, enough lettuce to make it good and crunchy...and sour dough bread. Oh Yum.

Posted on 12/24/04 at 10:12 AM
 




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